Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Screaming

Sometimes you have so much to say that you can't say anything at all. "Create New Post" stares at you with one big rectangular eye. It screams at you, "FILL ME! MOLD MY WHITE BLANKNESS INTO SOMETHING GREAT!" and you scream back mentally, "I WANT TO, BUT MY EYES ARE BUGGING OUT OF MY HEAD BECAUSE OF YOUR BLANK-RECTANGLE-EYE SCREAMING TO BE FILLED!!!"

And then your shoulders and the new calluses coming on your hands, and your lower back and most of the rest of your body scream at you, "YOU SPENT MOST OF THE DAY SHOVELING SEVERAL THOUSAND POUNDS OF DIRT!!! WHY DON'T YOU GO TO BED!!!!"

And then you stop screaming and you say in reply, "What a good idea." and, "Goodnight."

And your body smiles, every inch.

7 comments:

Rachel Chick said...

Love it, love it, love it. And I really want to come see your yard . . . as one shoveler to another, I could genuinely appreciate your work.

Kaci said...

LOL! Clanc we miss you though. You're so cute.

larriecampbell said...

Wow... your blog talks to you. Maybe you need therapy thursdays, mwahaha

Ginny said...

rotfl. thanks!

Kristin said...

Good girl... for listening to the rest of your body. Sleep is good!

Travis said...

LOL! Isn't it wonderful to decide which screaming to listen to?

HA!

brits said...

you're tute! now, no more screaming!