Shit happens

Hi folks out there.

Potschochter has been very busy lately.

Yesterday the sun has managed to persuade this little guy to go outside and start doing some work in the garden.

This included some work to cut lumbers into pieces with the aid of an electrical device, 

that reminded Potschochter of a device that he uses to cut bread into even slices.

The sun was shining but it still  has been cold outside. 

That is why he took a good amount of very cheap tissues along and mindlessly has put the into the pocket of his black anorak.

After finishing his work he decided to put off his entire clothes outside of the house to avoid sprinkling those tiny flour like crumbles of wood all around the house.

He quickly has taken his pile of dirty laundry downstairs into the cellar where the washing machine has its place.

This morning Potschochter went downstairs to load the machine with his dirty clothes from yesterday.

While he neatly managed to get this stuff into the machine, without loosing too much of this wood powder stuff, he was listening to music.

Potschochter started the washing machine and turned to the dry clothes that were already waiting to get ironed and folded.

He proudly talked to himself, that he was doing fine in doing the laundry on a Sunday before church and not afterwards.

As he glanced over to the washing machine, he realized that something has went terribly wrong.

So there he was staring in disbelief at this picture.

No, those were not Tempos who promise not to dissolve inside the washing machine.

No, those were the cheap ones, that use to disassemble themselves into very tiny pieces, that use to cling to the black fabric like old oil unto the barbecue set. So there was nothing left to do for Potschochter than to watch those tiny white cheap balls inside the washing machine tumble upside down, 

and being torn apart by the power of his washing machine.

If he had opened the bulls eye to remove those cheap stowaways he would surely have drowned the whole floor.

Is there anybody out there who can relate to those feelings?

Hence he had to accept the fact that sometimes "shit happens" and he has to accept it to maintain his mental health.

Fighting against things you cannot change is a loss of energy.

Acceptance is the key to survive days like those.