I had a s*itty day. At least a 7/10 on the sh*tty day scale. So I dragged myself home from work, parked in my driveway only to realise I needed gas.
I was tired. Hungry. "Pop right down" (Bajan for "a hot mess").
Anyway, I dragged myself together (yes, dragged) and reversed out the driveway to go to the gas station.
Halfway across my street I had to stop for chickens to cross the road.
As I sat there, annoyed cause I really wanted to get some gas, go back home and go to bed, it occurred to me...
I was waiting for chickens to cross the road.
At that moment, my exhaustion was forgotten, my crappy day became a distant memory and I laughed my head off.
It really is the little things.
Don't miss your chickens crossing the road.