If I Don't Laugh, I will Cry!

Many times in my life I have used this tactic, keep the smile as big as possible to keep the tears from running down my face. I think of my self as a "glass is half full" kinda girl, I work on staying positive and try not to let my sadness or worries spill into anyone's lap. I look at this life as a test and that if I endure it well no matter what, it can only help my case. I have to confess that the last several months have been especially trying at times but with three kids, a husband, PTA meetings, sewing projects, who has time to sit and feel sorry for themselves. However there are moments, fleeting as they might be, there are moments of vulnerability where I am alone with my thoughts and this week I had one. I decided to take a quick bath since two out of three children were at school, one was asleep and the husband was out and about. Now, I like my baths just hot enough that I get goose bumps but not so hot that skin melts off, now don't get it twisted this was not going to be a long soak, just a enough water to splash myself off with, but a bath nonetheless. So I sit down and allow the running water to run through my fingers and then splash my face and decollete then gently tilt my head back to take in a deep breath when the overwhelming smell of cat litter fills my airway and I begin to choke. At first I was like "Man I wish we were in our own place so I didn't have to have the cat's litter box in the bathroom!" My eyes became a little misty and then the hilariousness of the entire thing found me and swooped me up out of my pity party and I began laughing out loud!! I mean, really how funny, I finally have a moment to relax and all I can think about is the smell of cat poo and chemicals trying to mask it, can we say relaxing?!?! Maybe next time I will find somewhere else to relax!