Not a day passes that I don't hear someone complain. 'My job sucks.' 'So and so is being a jerk.' 'I had to stand in line for an hour (at the white trash super store no doubt).' 'There's too much to do.' 'If only there were more hours in the day.'
Build a bridge and get over it people. If your life is crap, take a step back, figure out the problem...and fix it!
I, for one, do not want more hours in the day. More time leads to more work. Instead of wishing for more time, how about wishing for less work? Don't get me wrong, I love to work. It's better to be busy than dead.
However, if all the people who shove more onto my pile of work would realize that I'm just one person, my life would be easier. And if all the people who shove THEIR work onto my pile of work would do their own...I wouldn't need more hours in the day...I would need help figuring out what to do with all my free time.
Right now I'm happy to be employed. I tell myself this everyday as I drag myself out of bed and face the day ahead. Got a sinus infection? Happy to go to work. Got so little sleep that the bags under the eyes are packed and ready to go? Happy to go to work. Break a shoulder AND a tailbone? Happy to brave all of the potholes in Michigan to plop my butt on a doughnut and go to work.
I'm lucky to have a job. I can pay my bills. I can afford food. I can feed my nasty habit of renting every movie that comes out when they come out. I can sleep well under my roof knowing that I don't have to worry about whether or not I will have to send my doggies to the local animal shelter.
One of the top stories in the news yesterday was the fact that animal shelters and humane societies across the state and the country have seen the highest number of dropoffs in their histories. People are relinquishing ownership of family pets who have been with them for 10 years. Some even tried to live out of their cars in a quest to keep their four-legged kiddos with them. But, with the economy the way it is, these people decided to try and give their animals a shot at a better life.
As a proud owner of two humane society rescues, I encourage those who have the resources and funds available to check out their local shelters and help an animal in need. I would give up my movie habit if it meant keeping my girls with me. I would buy all generic brand food to keep my girls with me. I would give up the smallest of luxuries and take on three additional part-time jobs to prevent sending my girls away.
I, too, would live out of my car...with Kaeli, KoKo and my husband. All nice and snug in my Honda CRV. They are my family and I love them. And when the going gets tough, I don't plan on sending them (Kaeli and KoKo) back to the Humane Society...
Just like the little boy who was sent back to Russia because of his 'behavioral problems', my dogs are not items of clothing that can be returned because they don't fit. They are not rental properties, 100% satification guaranteed or your money back.
If times are tough, skip the lemonade...water is free!
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