With the fish in the picture so to speak my mind went to a very different place with the expression "hold the line" and thought no wonder he looks glum. Lines are bad news if you are a fish.
The fish reminds me of my oscar fish, Bubba. Bubba strongly believes that no matter what time of the day or night it may be, there is always supposed to be food floating on the surface of the water in his tank. He'll bonk his nose against the lid to remind me of this. I suppose that Bubba's attitude is a good one: Always be looking up because you never know when something good'll appear, even when the evil Giant Hand or scary Gravel Vacuum are making a mess of your little world.
Same here. Dismal day in what feels like an awfully dismal world this week, and I'm trying to slog through that to get some academic writing done. I've hunkered down with tea, techno, and tiny scones.
Some days, it genuinely helps to know it's not just me feeling this way, and it really is just a rotten week.
"I don't have to hold the whole line, just my bit" - THAT is important, right there. No one person is responsible for the whole thing, just each for our bit.
Ms. Ursula- please remember you also have a tiny moose. (Gronk!) And it could be worse; another author I follow, Patricia Briggs tried to put a blanket onto a yearling horse and it broke her jaw in several places, then launched off her body to run from scary blanket, gashing her face and neck. You didn't get mauled by your animals or plants, so it's a good day, right?
and then there are days when we think, "Meh, f**k it, fall back. If they want it that much they can have it. It'll all come around again anyway."
Today was one of those days.
Me too.
da' fish
Good Wishes to you.
Things do get better.
May today be better, for all of us.
Thanks for all the fish! :)
I'll hold this bit. Thank you for the fish.
Some days, it genuinely helps to know it's not just me feeling this way, and it really is just a rotten week.
Hold the line
Ms. Ursula- please remember you also have a tiny moose. (Gronk!)
And it could be worse; another author I follow, Patricia Briggs tried to put a blanket onto a yearling horse and it broke her jaw in several places, then launched off her body to run from scary blanket, gashing her face and neck.
You didn't get mauled by your animals or plants, so it's a good day, right?
~~Patti L., aka @FormerlyHurogGirl on twitter.