LIFE IS LIKE A CHEAP PAPER PLATE

Written by Captain Mary on Friday, September 05, 2008

I am sure everybody has heard the saying "Too much on your plate", I didn't really understand how true that was until last night. My wonderful friend always has too much on her plate. I did some research to try to requisition some extra hours in the day, but it was beyond the scope of things I could accomplish by wishing. O.K., got it, there is only 24 hours in a day and I do have to sleep at least four of them. Seems to me that my plate is full too.
I am a solution searching person, I see problems as a challenge. Now about this plate, How big is this plate? What is it made of? I think its made of cheap flimsy paper, you know the kind, the ones that you get about a thousand for a buck.
You begin the day with a couple of things on the plate, work, the kids, the pets. That's not so bad, as long as you clear the plate of those items before you pile more on the cheap paper plate. Now what happens when you start piling icky wet stuff on the plate? Duh, it gets week and the sides start drooping, now you not only have to hold it with two hands but you have to do a juggling act at the same time.
Some solutions to the problem.
  • Don't pile jello on the plate (too hard to juggle)
  • Use more than one cheap plate.
  • Clear off some of the stuff, before you pile on more.
  • When your plate gets too full, scrape some off on to someone else plate.
  • If some stuff falls off the plate, kick it under the rug, you can dig it out another day.
  • Don't put stress on the plate, that's the really icky stuff.

I know that my day always starts with a cheap paper plate, and it never survives the day, but life is a juggling act and the longer you do it, the better you get at it. But all good circus acts have bad performance days.

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  1. 1 comments: Responses to “ LIFE IS LIKE A CHEAP PAPER PLATE ”

  2. By Queenie on September 5, 2008 at 8:04 AM

    Yesterday the cotton candy machine broke, the elephants got lose, the clowns staged a walk out and the tent fell down.

    Today, the chains are keeping the stinky elephants where they belong and I made popcorn for the guests. It's a MUCH better day.

    I love you. Thank you for being here for me.