So, I was going to write a post about how I went on a walk/jog last Friday evening. I was going to, but I’m too tired.
I was also going to tell you about how while on my walk/jog I found a penny… and it made me smile but I left it on the ground for the next person to smile about. I was going to, but I’m exhausted.
And then, I was going to tell you about how when I was walking/jogging I passed a group of kids with butterfly nets, fishing moss out of the pond. I was going to, but I don’t really feel like it.
But then I was going to tell you about how when I was jogging, my too-big-for-my-britches pants fell down and my feet got tangled in the pant fabric and I tripped and went nearly flailing face first onto the sidewalk, but instead I caught myself and pretended it was on purpose… my jiggling move of the hour. I was going to tell you that, but eh…
I would have told you about how when I was on my walk/jog after I nearly killed myself with the fabric of my pants, in the momentum of the near fall my shoe strap broke and my shoe went flailing across the sidewalk with nothing to hold it in place. I was going to tell you about that, but…
I was also going to tell you about how when I was on my walk/jog after nearly killing myself with my pants’ fabric and flailing my shoe across the sidewalk, I had to limp all the way back home because I had on one rocking horse shoe with a super thick sole and one sock with a not-so-super-thick-sole… and people driving by most likely thought I was some one-shoed transient wearing a diaper. I was going to tell you all that, but you know the drill.
Basically, the moral to all of this non-story non telling: smile at pennies and butterfly moss and for goodness sakes… whatever you do… don’t wear pants and don’t wear shoes… they only cause grief, pain, and transientness. I think I made that pretty clear.
I was going to tell you all happy weekend… so… HAPPY WEEKEND!! And thanks for being my transient pals.