The Morton Salt girl is still happily walking in the rain under her umbrella with her box of salt freely flowing even in the dampness. Some how the expression "When it rains, it pours," always meant that when troubles came, there were going to be a LOT of troubles. Then comes the Morton Salt girl making light of the expression.
When my washing machine went this morning, I thought of the expression. There were still wet clothes with which to contend. There was a time frame within which to work it out -- not. Bill was not in a mood to deal with it. The repair service could not schedule me until way next week and then not at a good time.
The church newsletter was giving me agita. Paying the monthly bills was more agita -- more imagined than real, actually. It's just the principle of the thing. Money going out as fast as it comes in. Then the camera batteries were low -- again. And the SD card didn't seem to be downloading properly. Time is running out for a needed grocery stop.
All little annoyances in the big picture of things. Perhaps that is why the Morton Salt girl smiles. She knows the secret. Don't sweat the small stuff. Suck it up. Move on.
