It’s amazing to me that any human being has such resilience. There has to be more bounce-back ability in me than in a Super Ball. In fact, I feel as if I’ve been pumped full of flubber, the invention of an absentminded professor in a Walt Disney movie. Flubber was a fantastic discovery that produced its own energy. Each time it bounced, it progressed higher. Ah, yes, today that is how I feel! Yesterday I hit a new low, but with the sweet balm of sleep and the help of some inspired writings of Louisa May Alcott, the flubber principle in me has been unleashed, and today I am up, up, up! I’ve bounced higher than ever before.
The potential in me is about to burst forth. I feel my talents massing together, ready to attack any ugly, discouraging thought or person (or the devil himself) that might try to barge (or sneak) in and destroy me. I am going to use this “flubber” high to help me get rid of my blubber lows. In all honesty, most of my problems, failures, and miseries are a direct result of the “blubber blues.”
Poor Allen is distraught trying to figure me out. I’m amazed that his sanity has lasted even half of the fourteen years we’ve been married. Sometimes I wonder if some weird little brain cell in my head is trying to see how long Allen will last, how hard I can push him. I love him so; I cannot comprehend how even one tiny brain cell would go awry.