Perspective Funnies

It's Saturday morning and I woke myself up with my own snoring and got myself on the road to go to the post office, gas station and to the line up for the bi-yearly emissions test.

The emissions task was last on my list and I spent the 30 minutes in line cleaning out the car (found 4 hair clips, 7 hair scrunches, and 3 dental floss cases in the arm rest), sending emails and trying to access facebook on the iPhone. The entire time I felt like there was a gas smell coming from the gas station that was making me feel faint. It didn't seem like it was coming from the car, but it was definitely in the car. I kept opening the windows, but the smell wouldn't go away.

Finally, on the way home, I opened all the windows and drove like a crazy lady with wind blowing threw my hair to get air circulating through the car.

Still, the smell would not leave. Hmmmm! Perhaps it was my coat?

How embarrassing! I had zipped up my coat after getting gas and had gotten the smell on the collar of my coat and my left hand (left handed) and instead of it being a car problem, the problem was just one inch from my nose.

Haaa.

This reminded me of a time when I was a little girl. I went up to my parents bedroom in the middle of the night because there was a fluorescent green UFO outside of my window blinking in the night.

With adults at my side, and the light on, our further inspection revealed that it was merely a firefly caught in a spider web outside of my window.

Ahh, perspective. Perhaps I needed this experience today. Sometimes our pains, or observations, are very real (and may I add...very close), but sometimes they aren't quite from the right perspective.

P.S.
(Ok, I just put my left hand up to my chin to rest while I was proofing this and it still smells like gas! How many times does it take to wash that off of me? Goodness, the lesson must not yet be learned)