Cheesy Songs = Modern Wisdom

Hello Friends:

Day was a little tough, Monday's usually are with trying to get a grip on how much work is still sitting there and undone from Friday, or Saturday, or whenever I managed to stop working. I find myself singing antiquated song lyrics for moral support. I do this rather a lot. (I wonder if there is another acronym for that particular disorder - I have several and I'd like to add to the collection.) But whatever works, you know?

Why are you in so much hurry?
Is it really worth the worry?
Look around.
Then slow down.

What's it like inside the bubble?
Does your head ever give you trouble?
It's no sin.
Trade it in.

Your Hostess With Neuroses

Help Is On Its Way by The Little River Band