Commode To Joy

finding happy in the crappy

Energy Enema

Have you ever been around someone who was a bit nasty? Of course you have. I was in the presence of one such soul this week. I try treading lightly when speaking of others; it’s good practice. So, without giving too much away, let’s just say it wasn’t that she was unfriendly, she was anti-friendly.

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Jury Doody

I’m in the middle of something here. I’ve had a total and complete commode moment happen, and I can’t yet tell you how it’s a good thing, because I’m still in the middle of it – in the waiting period. I’ve never written an installment during this stage of the turnaround, until now.

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