Today was one of those days. Before I had decided to sell Amos, my horse, I had an appointment to get his feet trimmed. Now the individual who trims and shoes horses feet is called a farrier. Today was that day - Amos got his feet trimmed. I agreed to be there and to hold him while the farrier trimmed his feet. The first three feet went fine - until the farrier got to working on that last hind foot.
Halfway through the procedure Amos decided it was time for "natures call'' and decided to give the farrier a nice pile of green apples. The farrier quickly moved, looked at Amos and said; "that wasn't necessary was it?" then Amos turned his head and looked at the farrier and then Amos let out a deep sigh with a slight whinny to it! For sure Amos felt better. The farrier pushed Amos to the side, scooped up the apples, and finished that last hoof.
Have you had days when you felt like someone had just dumped a load of green apples on your efforts. Hey, just push the apples to the side, smile and get back to work!