A Robber and his Sneakers

It's really a great thing to sit with yourself and meditate on the ongoings of the day...

That is, if there's any time.

And believe me, all I wanted to do this past Tuesday was hit STOP on my life's virtual remote control and write a blog.

I witnessed a robbery at work!

I was interviewed by an FBI agent, who witnessed how terribly Ann I. Dee handles stress, which is by making a complete idiot of herself. I said the robber was wearing red. Somewhere. Not sure where. But I was absolutely certain I saw red.

Mr. Handsome FBI then asked: "What shoes was he wearing?" To which I replied:

"Oh, I'm not sure but he had to have been wearing sneakers. It's what would've gone with his outfit. You know, hoodie, jeans... sneakers."

Somebody should have shot me. But God does have mercy on us, pathetic creatures...

And for the sake of my reputation as a smart individual, I will stop right here.

My point is that living life on fast forward is not what will get us to a better tomorrow. To a better you. What we need is to live this moment. And every moment, as if it were our last. Learn from mistakes you make. And for the good of the Federal Bureau of Investigation: PLease, pLease, pleasE, pay attention to the small details and get them in order. You never know what's coming just around the corner.

The Hookie, Her Dishwasher, and the Missing Instructions...

First off, I'd like to begin by saying that I'm pretty committed to my job.

Until today, that is...

Today, I just needed some Hookie time. Some ME time. Desperately. So I emailed my boss and said I wasn't going in. 

I did what I knew I had to: I drove to my nearest Apple store. And bought myself an iPad. Somehow, I know this is my way of committing more to what's important...

My sanity. Blogging is like therapy for me. Seriously, no joke. 

After making the great staff at Apple wonder how in God's green earth I own an iPhone, MacBook, and now an iPad... and still not know that the "silver box" is called a track pad... smh

ANYWAY.. I digress. 

I got home and decided to COOK. Ladies and gentlemen, it's been more time than i'd like to admit since I decided to make an actual meal. Sad but kinda true. So I drove right to it and made some Mexican steak and rice. Which btw, was pretty darn good. 

And to make my perfect day of accomplishments even more perfect, I turned on the never-been-used dishwasher to be more productive with my time. 

Uh... yeah. That didn't go so well. In between checking the rice and making sure I didn't eat all the steak before it was actually done, I had to also empty the pot I placed below the dishwasher to stop the soapy water from invading all of my kitchen floor. 

I learned that although the cycle of everyday life is necessary to survival, taking a break from that cycle of life can be even more necessary. I'm not ready to schedule these in my calendar just yet, but I am now a more relaxed individual. And my co-workers will thank me. And I thank God for days like these. 

Where I can be careless, carefree, mess up the dishwasher, make impossibly perfect rice, and get to type on my brand new iPad keyboard. Some days are perfect the way they are. Enjoy life today. Breathe. And for God's sake... don't plan ahead of this very moment. Just enjoy...