The Black Dahlia Brightens My Day
I woke up feeling a sense of panic this morning. Surely, it had to be almost 8 a.m. That seems to be the only time I have dreams bordering on the hysterical yet macabre. Having just broken free from the depths of my latest escapade within my brain-It regarded The Black Dahlia case being cracked wide open as I had just received a package that was not a product review but in fact a dead bird and part of a severed torso. I had the key to solving this decades old mystery in a plastic wrapped USPS box. Goody! Oh, and did I mention that when I called the cops to tell them what I had just received in the mail they sent over some of their finest. Also seen last season on the now defunct television show, 'The Unusuals'?
I digress. It was just 6 a.m. and the girls were both up.
I ran through a mental list of "to do's" for the day and realized I forgot a review yesterday and that I still had a list a mile long of items that needed to be done. I sighed and looked for a better outlook to my day beyond a cup of coffee. I tried to still the drumbeat in my mind that has begun these last few weeks that incessantly chants, "One day done, one day closer..." and the bitter thoughts that I don't want to be told to "hang in there" anymore.
Then I had a thought (I sound so very Carrie Bradshaw today) - if I can solve the case of The Black Dahlia, then I can overcome whatever cranky feelings I have this morning and not let it pervade my day. It's ridiculous logic at its best but it worked. The sun is shining, we are all healthy, we have a good roof over our heads and lots of support. The inside my head space that just wants to sleep until labor will just have to get over itself today.
Well, you know what you have to do.
ReplyDeleteActually, I'll tell you what. If you solve the Black Dahlia case, I will write your review.
Deal?