For my British readers (high five! you made it back!), the saying goes, “You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl”.  You can insert loads of other things that make sense and I am sure you get the idea.

What was my point?  I am tired.

Oh!  The point is that I have to laugh when I listen to myself complaining – I do it a lot more these days, being somewhat surrounded by a group of people who think complaining is a proper sport.  But then I say, “ah, bless”.  For you southerners, that equates to ,”bless his/her heart”.  What I am getting at here is that I just can’t maintain the negativity, something positive must always follow.  I must always consider that the crazy person I am complaining about is doing the best they very well can and they need my love and support.

After a very long day at work during which my computer crashed at about 9.00pm, I wandered home in a snit about everything wrong at my office.  And then I felt bad for the mean things running through my head as well as any which had slipped out of my mouth.  The first thing I wanted to do when I got home was to get in the shower; as I did, I sang to myself.  ”I can wash myself off, but I won’t be clean.”  Now isn’t that just the most fittin’ title for a country song?!  Or we could turn it around on a cheatin’ husband or unfaithful wife.  I’m a thankin’ I orta go on ahead and git that there title copy-righted.

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