Life In the Fishbowl

Most days, including this one...I wish I was my fish, Mr. Freckles.

No, I didn't name him...that was Hannah's doing, but I consider him mine since I feed him and clean up after his little self. Well, actually his BIG self cause he is HUGE! He started out as a small little fantail goldfish, but the holidays were obviously good to him. He is big and seems to be getting bigger and I am afraid he will outgrow his little home and then I don't know what I will do with him.

Today was a crazy one for me. The crazy started last night really when I was given some information I am not quite certain I wanted or needed and I know I didn't ask for it. It sent me in a bit of a spiral. The long climb back to normal that I have been inching toward seemed to take a definite downward spiral and after a night of lost sleep and a tired start to the day, all I wanted to do was get through the day. The morning was made even better when I tried to help out a "customer" at our preschool and was rewarded with rude behavior and a door slam in my face. It was a lovely...just lovely way to start my already ridiculous day.

You will be happy (I hope) to know that I survived it all, made it home safe and sound to my warm and cozy house, my child and my husband and yes, Mr. Freckles.

He is just a fish...but sitting in my kitchen, watching me work, he comforts me and keeps me company and today I really just wanted to jump in his aquarium and live the life of a fish for one day. No worries, no computers, text messages, phones, just calm and peace in a bowl of water and food dropped in when you needed it. Now, I am quite certain I would get tired (don't they ever get tired??) and I would hate that light shining in my eyes all the time, I might get cold and the food doesn't seem that great...uh... on second thought...maybe my day hasn't been that bad. I think I will just climb in my warm bed, eat some spaghetti and watch some silly television :-) !

Living Happily in the Moment!
Beverly