Squirrel Splat

Today I watched a squirrel climbing, climbing, climbing up the brick wall of my office building. As I watched the squirrel making its way up the wall, I wondered why it would possibly want to climb that wall. Nonetheless, the squirrel climbed to the very top (three stories high) before realizing it had nowhere to go. It couldn't get to the roof because of decoration with no handholds (not even the tiny handholds needed by a squirrel). So there it was, three stories up a sheer brick wall and nowhere to go.

It looked around and saw a very small tree and jumped for it--but unfortunately the tree was not only small, it was too far away, so the squirrel landed on the sidewalk with a decided "Splat!" Luckily, after a few minutes of either unconsciousness or total embarrassment, the squirrel sat up and ran off--up a slightly bigger tree.

I suddenly realized that my day has been going just like this story--climbing, climbing, climbing, with nowhere to go unless I decide to go "Splat!" I just hope that, when I get to that point, I, too, can finally sit up and run (although I'm not sure I want to run toward yet something else to climb!).

Anyway, that's how my day has gone so far....