Okay - maybe that's a TAD overstated.  But would you have clicked on a blog that was called "I spent part of the day smelling like something I didn't want to smell like?"

Things have gone a bit pear shaped around our house in the last week or so; folks who attend services know why, but it's probably not something I need to put in writing.  Suffice to say..........it's been a long week.  Folks around church have been sick, and had surgeries, and dealt with personal and professional issues.  It's Advent, and there is much going on around the church with regard to music, youth, outreach etc etc.  It's been raining, so the farm is filled with mud and muck.  Yada, yada, yada.

And then I went into a store.  Trying to get some shopping accomplished for the outreach here at church.  I wandered by a counter that had a bottle of Taylor Swift's perfume.  I was not really thinking, but on a whim I leaned over to look at the bottle (it's a pretty bottle) and in doing so I grasped the spritzer.  

I received a full face of Taylor Swift's perfume.  It was a quick spritzer.  

Not what I wanted.  At all.  This is no comment on her scent; just that it was not what I wanted.  And there was a lot of it. This felt like the last straw.  I was frayed, and frazzled, and now I smelt to high heaven.

I gasped, and backed up.  All I could smell was this perfume.  I moved away, and tried to rub it off.  No luck.  I manuevered my cart down the next aisle.  I noticed folks were crinkling their noses at me; one woman (not so subtlly) coughed.  The woman at the register smiled in a fake way and said "LOVE your perfume!"  I knew what she really meant:  "gee, lady, don't be so heavy handed with your scent!"

Word to the wise: Sometimes things are shiny and call you to get close to them.  But beware.  They mark you....................