From a safe distance it was suggested that maybe as a distraction from the endless ranting, perhaps she should go off and organise and/or sort something. Please. Anything. Does anything need cleaning? Surely some surface needs a good Jiff-ing?...
A quick scowl, final stomp of the foot...but off she beetled.
Quiet ensued.
Now, the abode is fairly spotless at the moment (surprise) so both TB and I were quite curious to see how TGA's distraction would manifest...
Lo and behold, we found her squirreled away in front of the pooter having set herself the monstrous mission of categorising our burgeoning folders of digital photos. In the 'too-hard' basket for the rest of the household (and mankind me thinks), nothing works better than a seemingly impossible project which includes sorting, editing and putting things into chronological order (or alphabetical) to distract that one.
And so, a lot of mouse clicking and tap-tap-tappity-tapping of the keyboard later, she's simultaneously organised our photo-life as well as picture-fied herself out of her dark mind clouds.
So, for all ye non-believers - fact in action here - the perenially perky do have their grumpy pants days (and boy, do they fall way harder into scowly funks than the rest of the consistently and mildly-disgruntled population!). Keep this in your pocket for those days when you feel like utter shizer: take piccies of those little moments of joy, wonder and contentment in your life. It truly is the small things. Days like these - they have the power to keep the roof from caving in (literally and figuratively!).
I hope you enjoy TGA's random selection of recent happy accidents, victory-arms moments and internal smiles x B
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