Today really seemed like it would be one of those days. My hands and feet are really bad today, it’s my first day back to work after the holiday and I had three meetings scheduled, Mike had a root canal, we are in the throes of a potty training war with Ryan, and its snowing. Ugh.
But as one of my coworkers used to remind me, it could always be worse. This morning I was thinking of the new Train song “50 Ways to Say Goodbye.” (Read the lyrics here, they are pretty funny.) The lead singer says he wouldn’t admit that his girlfriend left him and instead make up lies about her like:
She was caught in a mudslide
Eaten by a lion
Got run over by a crappy purple Scion
I have not yet seen a mudslide or “crappy purple Scion”. I also haven’t been eaten by a lion. So maybe my day isn’t so bad…