If your have OCD like I do, you probably are irritated by the tiniest things. For example, when the brick path has a glitch in the pattern, when that picture frame isn't centered on the wall, or the picture in this post. I have a strict philosophy when it comes to medical disorders: I won't let it get the best of me. So, in order to follow this philosophy I have decided to laugh about it.
Okay, so this isn't a picture that I found on google and posts like this will never be. I took this picture while at a cute little coffee shop in Bloomington, IL. I will probably post about the shop at some point, but I want to get to know it a little better before I talk about it. Anyways, I actually enjoy this picture. I love the memories behind it. Last week my roommate, her sister, another friend, and I decided to check out this coffee shop. We loved how it was set up and how good the food and drinks were, so we decided to start going every weekend. Last Friday, the picture happened. We were sitting in this palette couch (it is quickly becoming our Spot) and I decided to get the puzzle off the shelf beside us.
My roommate didn't want to participate at first, but we eventually convinced her. Around plates with cinnamon rolls and cups of tea, we tried to assemble this "100 piece" puzzle. For a children's puzzle, it was harder than we thought (I blame the cups and plates). We eventually got most of the outer edges and the head of the T-rex when we figured out that we built the frame upside down. That was a very useful revelation! We "finished" the puzzle only to find that a large part of our difficulty had to do with one annoying and absent piece. Considering that we had slaved for at least 30 minutes under to intellectual might of a children's puzzle, it was very difficult not to laugh at this petty little problem.
A missing piece that would normally itch at the back of my brain made a great memory. I would encourage all my readers to approach life in the same way: laughing at puzzle pieces.
Okay, so this isn't a picture that I found on google and posts like this will never be. I took this picture while at a cute little coffee shop in Bloomington, IL. I will probably post about the shop at some point, but I want to get to know it a little better before I talk about it. Anyways, I actually enjoy this picture. I love the memories behind it. Last week my roommate, her sister, another friend, and I decided to check out this coffee shop. We loved how it was set up and how good the food and drinks were, so we decided to start going every weekend. Last Friday, the picture happened. We were sitting in this palette couch (it is quickly becoming our Spot) and I decided to get the puzzle off the shelf beside us.
My roommate didn't want to participate at first, but we eventually convinced her. Around plates with cinnamon rolls and cups of tea, we tried to assemble this "100 piece" puzzle. For a children's puzzle, it was harder than we thought (I blame the cups and plates). We eventually got most of the outer edges and the head of the T-rex when we figured out that we built the frame upside down. That was a very useful revelation! We "finished" the puzzle only to find that a large part of our difficulty had to do with one annoying and absent piece. Considering that we had slaved for at least 30 minutes under to intellectual might of a children's puzzle, it was very difficult not to laugh at this petty little problem.
A missing piece that would normally itch at the back of my brain made a great memory. I would encourage all my readers to approach life in the same way: laughing at puzzle pieces.