Swatch Dogs and Diet Coke-Heads - You just might find that you get what you need.

Like this evening -- I spent two hours cleaning rat shit and piss out from behind my stove. And you know what? THAT is exactly what I needed – it wasn’t what I wanted* – but it was what I needed. Sure it was disgusting and I definitely dry heaved a couple times here and there but ultimately I learned the lesson that I needed to learn -- or at least was reminded of something that I temporarily forgot.

Why did I need to clean up mouse shit and piss from behind my stove? Because I forgot those little parts of the golden rule that reads something like:

 If you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.
And

Two wrongs don’t make a right.

I forgot that and, as the universe tends to do, it kept me in check by giving me a nice fair share of piss and shit to dig around in for a while to remind me. Did I mean the things I said? YES. Do I stand by what I said? YES. But is it really my place to make a concerted attempt to drop-kick a total stranger out of their comfortable den of mediocrity – even if I didn’t swing first? Probably not.

But on the bright side my stove is cleaner than it has ever been, I reckon.

*I want a new computer.