muchly much-much more unlucky than me??

When you think things are bad, when you feel sour and blue, when you start to get mad... You should do what I do! Just tell yourself, Duckie, you're really quite lucky! Some people are much more...Oh, ever so much more...Oh, muchly much-much more unlucky than you!

  Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.

Dr. Seuss

It was a no-good very bad week at the "off color" household.

Aside from losing our dear bad ass Cecil dog,

it seemed that

if we had not bad luck

we'd have no luck at all.

I have been off work for a couple of days due to issues related to a medication change.

My world has been foggy and spinney and not too much fun.

Off color daughter had about the same kind of week as well....

She had to go to a specialist appointment where they continue to try and uncover her "mysterious" illness that

she has been dealing with for over two years.

Following her doctors appointment, we made her go take her driving permit, since she keeps saying she doesn't want to drive.

I told her that is not an option because it means I will continue to be her taxi cab----cab service is soon to shut down.  So Big Daddy took her down to the DMV so she could take the test.  I knew it might be a bad sign when she said, "one of the questions says small vehicles are not allowed on the road---what the heck is a small vehicle--like a Prius, or a motorbike or does that mean like a lawnmower?"

About a half hour after they leave her doctors appointment, the phone in my office rings,

and

I hear off color daughter scream in an excited voice,

"Guess who passed their drivers permit test?"

I excitedly say back, "who?"

and

in a way

only

"off color" daughter could say,

I hear,

"the boy in front of me in line."

whaw whah...

I get home and go down to my bedroom to change for the gym and this odor...

the odor that could only be

a sneak bathroom break from the Cecil Devil Dog from hell.

I started looking

and sure enough,

right beside the door leading outside,

right beside my favorite house shoes

was

a big stinky pile of

Cecil doggy poop.

I yell for off color daughter to come clean my carpet.

She goes down and in a few minutes,

I hear her scream,

seems she dropped her i-phone right in the middle of a pile of Cecil dog poo....

The next day we lost Cecil

and

then I have been off work again

due to medication issues--

which means

my

Crazy meds have not been working correctly.

It has been a no-good very bad week at the off color household

and yet

I still hold a glimmer

that life

will get better,

the valley will lead to a mountain,

the storm will end with a rainbow

and

life can and will move forward

even if it doesn't feel like it is possible.

Mothers somewhere watch as their children die due to lack of water and food.  People are losing their homes, their jobs,

their cars.  Right now,

people stand at bedsides saying goodbyes,

weep at gravesides,

crumble to the ground and feel that life will end....

and

I look

and

perhaps

 our week

might look like a good week to some.

Yes it was a bad week

a very bad week,

but

life

life moves forward,

darkness can and hopefully will fade

and

the LIGHT will reflect

the colors of life

the petals of hope,

Grace mixes in

and

we move forward and fall into Hope....

and the reality is

there are so much much more

unluckier than me......

Have a good weekend---

may color splash across your palate and light

warm your heart.

hugs and blessings.

The Radical Rambler