Not my Circus. Not my Monkeys.
I am sure I am using my new catch phrase a whole lot more than my family would like.
But it’s just so good.
Not my Circus, Not my Monkeys.
If I would always worry just about me… about the things I have control over… my life and the world would be a better place. After all, I can’t really control what other people say or do (although I admit sometimes I try.) And why expend so much energy on something you can’t control?
Plus, monkeys are fun and cute.
And honestly, it’s a relief not to be in charge of the whole circus. Just this one monkey.
I’m going to stay in my own business, because when I do, somehow things that aren’t really in my control go my way.
And pass me a banana.