doodledee

Today I've gone through a lot of that 'what if' type logic. I think the seed got planted the other day when our plumbing started acting funky. More specifically, the floor drain in the basement backed up after Libby ran a load of laundry. Dammit.

It's so frickin' expensive to have those Rotor Rooter guys out, so naturally I wondered: what if I just tried to fix it myself? What if I rented one of those huge tools like they use and pretended I was a plumber? What if the snake gets stuck and I have to have the front yard dug up to get it out? Or what if it doesn't even fix the problem?

All those what ifs trigged a wave of non-related what ifs.

What if I skateboarded more?

What if I stopped caring?

What if I started something?

What if nobody but me likes olives? What if I buy them anyway?

What if I gave up?

What if I grew up?

What if the hokey pokey is really what it's all about?