If you misread the title, and came here hoping I'd be talking about erectile dysfunction, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed.
No, my hard hustling Hive homeys, today I want to talk about beautiful problems.
If you're unfamiliar with beautiful problems, it's a phrase my lovable counterpart likes to use around the homestead when things are so good it keeps us busy. If we have a great crop, that's a beautiful thing, but it's also a lot of work, which can be a problem. Beautiful problems.
It just so happens that the beautiful problem I want to talk about today is...
You!
Yes, my Comedy Community Comrades, you are becoming a beautiful problem for me. Your wonderful abundance of hilarious homilies has gotten to be difficult to keep up with! I used to be able to check the feed here every 2-3 days, have a nice leisurely read through a handful of posts, drop a smiley or two in the comments... no problem.
Now...
Now every time I look here, it's like another dozen posts have dropped! By the time I'm caught up reading, there's more posts to read! What's worse, most of them are good!
Beautiful Problems
Make no mistake, I'm not complaining. If anything, I'm here to beg forgiveness. If you don't get a comment from me, or see my $.007, 100% upvote, it doesn't mean I don't like you anymore, it just means I got overwhelmed. Buried in a deluge of funny fables, hilarious hypotheticals, and side-splitting stories.
Between you guys and the Homesteading Community, all I do is read Hive posts. I haven't eaten or used the bathroom in three days. I'm not sure when I last blinked, but now I can't. It's possible that I'm turning into Patient Zero for the zombie apocalypse.
If that happens, it may alter my plans for life after the apocalypse. I will try to keep you all upda...
Wait, no, it looks like I have some more posts to read. Yes, yes it looks like something hilarious might have happened at a Nigerian wedding, and some other people are planting their first papaya...
I guess that's all for now... duty calls!
