shit

This morning, I did what I do every Friday morning, which is my volunteer shift at Nevins Farm. Mucking stalls is practically a form of moving meditation. It's also good to be doing something constructive, instead of sitting around watching Jeopardy, or whatever it is that normal people do when they get laid off. I was there most of the day, and I'll be there at least 3 days next week. I still need to update/rewrite my resume, and do other job-related stuff, but I'm taking it slow for now.

When life hands you shit, shovel it into a wheelbarrow, dump it in the honey wagon, and be done with it.