Getting past the bird shit

Have you ever been shit on by a bird? I have. Twice. Once as a toddler riding high upon my father’s shoulders and the other as child taking a bike ride with my father. Probably was a sign from God indicating my future with men meant getting shit on a lot.

Regardless, when a bird shits on you, it haults your current activities. I mean, who continues to walk around with shit on their head?

We all get bird shit someplace or sometime. It’s when you are working late into the night on a big project and all your toilets clog. Nature requires us to stop what we are doing and fix at least one of them! It’s when you are on vacation and you eat that really great entree at some exotic restaurant, only to end up with your ass glued to the toilet instead of the beach.

It’s those moments that interrupt our lives and we have no way of getting around them or ignoring them. They paralyze the moment. Or do they?

Sometimes the bird shit comes in flocks. Dumping on us little bits here and there until our entire surface is covered. How does one continue on without stopping to clean up?

You can ignore some of it. But it takes dedication and determination to ignore the smell, stains, and strange looks from neighbors. It’s ignoring all the little crap and really asking yourself which shit drops you have to deal with, and which ones you can let go.

Sometimes, a toilet can wait if the other one works (or you know how to dig a trench). A windshield wiper doesn’t need to be changed as long as you avoid driving in the rain. Emails can be ignored, if you really need a project done. China dishes can become disposable, if you decide washing them is just a waste of time.

If we stopped everytime for the little bird shits, we would never accomplish anything. We need to learn to stop and ask ourselves which item is most important. Then stop at nothing to accomplish it. Even if a flock of birds comes in to low-level strategic bombing raid. It’s just shit.