Tripawed.

I've been really stressed lately.  School is ending and the Zoo has literally been a zoo, packed to the brim with small children every. single. day.  Hockey ended last week which means we'll be moving apartments once again. (We need to move out of our current apartment for the summer by tomorrow. No pressure.) And to top off the packing mayhem, we are not having ANY luck finding a place to live for the summer. Yes, you could say I'm a tad bit stressed.  I've wanted nothing to do with packing up our aprtment, and everything to do with lying on the floor, talking to Mo in my mouse voice and pretending like he talks back, or even just staring at the ceiling. Anything but packing right now.

I came across this photo in last week's newspaper, obviously while procrastinating. His name is "Tripawed", and he is a brown bear that calls Denali National Park home.  He only has three feet, but do you see him complaining? Hell no!  He looks like he's loving life in this picture!


This picture reminded me that yes, I may be stressed and yes, I may complain, but that at the end of the day, I've got it good. Apartment or no apartment, life is good. We have a new car, food on the table, awesome friends and family and each other. We are happy. My problems could be a lot worse and I am very fortunate to have what I have and be where I am.

I need to stop and smell the roses more often.