Okay, so I’m pretty hit and miss at posting lately. I’ve been pretty hit and miss at everything, really!
I’m hit and miss at the driving range. LITERALLY! Sometimes I can drive 75 yards…other times, I miss contact with the ball entirely! Raising the tee helps considerably.
I am also very hit and miss with Skee-Ball. Sometimes I hit the 100, sometimes I hit the fiberglass covering above the actual holes. Enh.
I’m hit and miss with umbrellas. Sometimes I have a bunch. Sometimes I leave my umbrellas all over town, like tiny love letters to the city. Here, subway bench. Have a perfectly good nearly brand new umbrella, courtesy of me, leaving it there. Whoopsie.
I’ve been hit and miss with people, too. One day I feel like I’m charming the pants off everyone I meet, then I’m tripping over my own feet and rambling at strangers. What the hell is wrong with me? Am I the biggest doofus on the planet???
Then I have to stop and remind myself — Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive!
So what if I’m missing the target once in a while. When I hit it, it’s all the more special.