What if you spent every day looking for One Beautiful Thing?

To Blog or Not to Blog


Image  I am sitting at the desk in my office at 9:30 on a Friday night, surrounded by the clumps of hair I pulled out all week (not really), crumpled tissues (It’s spooky how many tissues I go through in a day), and the takeout container with my half-eaten burrito bowl which is stinking up the joint (can’t the cleaners come collect the garbage already?),  This week was particularly brutal, and I’m feeling spent as I wait for the taxi desk to call with that miracle of modern corporate convenience, a car number. I’m an inert lump of clock-watching misery. And then I think oh, crap. One beautiful thing. ONE GODDAMNED BEAUTIFUL THING!!! And I realize I am actually cheered by the thought.

I am trying to keep this blog happy and lovely, but sometimes the most beautiful thing in my day (other than the people I love, of course) (and glitter) is the thing that makes me laugh the hardest. Today’s OBT is one of those. Behold the best squirrel feeder ever invented.

Car’s here! ‘Night, all!

Author: Donna from MyOBT

I have committed to spending part of every day looking for at least one beautiful thing, and sharing what I find with you lovelies!

9 thoughts on “To Blog or Not to Blog

  1. Here’s to Saturday!

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  2. The feeder made me laugh out loud. Thanks for that! The one beautiful thing is all the more beautiful when it’s funny too. Have a great weekend!


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  5. HA! I need to find a feeder just like that. My kids would love it if there was a unicorn one.

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