Squirrel Poop As A Stress Reliever

I think I am crazy. Ok, that is not saying much. Most people who know me think I'm at best quirky at times and sometimes crazy. To those people this next statement will be no surprise.

Squirrel Poop.

I have no idea why but for the last several days squirrel poop has been on my mind. I have no idea why. I must have heard or saw something about it in passing and it just stuck.

Not only do I not know why I also do not know in what context I heard it in. I think it was something about how clean parks are and where do squirrels poop. Or something like that.

It's like a bad song stuck in my head. BUT given the really tough couple of weeks and then some we've had I think the odd bit of humor relief is ok. I mean seriously.

They're so much I want to discuss and I don't know how. Some of it so intensely personal that I am not sure I can talk about it. Not the least of which was getting Sean back on track and getting his meds adjusted. It's only been a few days but it is so nice that at least he is now sleeping at night again. Too bad the girls picked up where he left off and have taken turns having rough nights. The added problem with Sean now is that someone has put the idea in his head that I am over medicating him and that he isn't bipolar. Like it was an easy decision to go down this road and get the proper treatment. UGH!

Then of course their was Casey getting obviously sick and the sad but necessary outcome. That was right in the midst of learning that I will not be able to start my job anytime soon. Nor do I know if I will ever get too. The reason for it is so intensely personal and makes me agitated and angry. It's ridiculous. But to talk about that might bring unwanted attention and judgement to me. Yet, I know that others have discussed way more personal things.

I'm not ready for that. So til then, I think I'll just remember squirrel poop. It at least makes me stop and giggle. Which of course is a great stress reliever.

If you got this far...Thanks for reading and I just know you are thinking on the squirrel poop track, too.