thankfully not our turn

Nothing underscores gratitude like overhearing just enough of someone else’s conversation to be grateful you are not them.

Case in point, as overheard at a gas station yesterday: “I can still smell the shit stain on the backseat.”

And no, they were not cracking even the smallest smile.  It also wasn’t clear that there was either an animal or a child in the backseat.   But what I  found most surprising is any lack of humor, because at our house no matter how big the shitstorm is (literal or figurative), we always find it a little bit humorous.  Okay, sometimes a VERY little bit.  But still.

Anyway, we have gratitude to the mishap gods that today is not our day to be scrubbing excrement from the backseat of our car.

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3 Responses to thankfully not our turn

  1. ekdrue says:

    Amen, Sister! 😀

  2. Lindsey says:

    Babe, we’ve got a shitstorm in here.

  3. Bobby says:

    Ha ha!! Great piece. I love the way you write. And very good points.

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