There's a hole in my bucket...

A few years back I wrote a blog about a bad month featuring a fabulous children's book.... "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day."  It's about this little dude who has the worst possible day evvveerrrrr.  I'm pretty sure that we have all had "one of those days" where everything just seemed to come unglued and you basically would rather swallow ground glass than have to speak to anyone.  I'm not writing this blog because I've had "one of those days." More so because I think children's books are pretty awesome and usually lend themselves to some very adult type wisdom. 


Dr. Seuss books almost always contain as much of a lesson for adults as they do for kids.  "Oh The Places You Will Go" has become a new fave to give to graduates or people that are starting out in a new phase.  You'll go into the unknown, you will be scared, sometimes you will be alone, you'll have to wait, but you'll go far and you will succeed.  You don't get that reading 50 shades y'all.  While it might be exciting it leads to some highly unrealistic expectations.  :)

Tonight I'm wishing I could go back to more childhood times where things weren't so complex and scar tissue from past boo boos didn't exist.  On the other hand...it may be weird to lose sleep over  how bad my hair looked or somebody telling someone else about my secret crush on Michael Johnson versus pressure to get projects done at work or relationship drama or the fall of the economy.  I'm not asking for a fairytale ending complete with fancy rainbows and white pony riding princes... soothing thoughts and inner peace would be more ideal.   

The truth is that things are probably never as hard as we perceive them to be but the heart gets full quick sometimes and it's hard to empty it all out.  My mama used to sing me an old hillbilly song about there being a hole in a bucket that belonged to some chick named 'Liza.  We would sing it some nights before bed and I realize now it was just a simple repetitive song that helped ease your brain.  Tonight there is going to be a hole in my bucket...even if I have to drill it myself.