Trust Your Gut

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This old gal…

Has yet…to get the Wordle with the first word…when the game first became popular…those daughters and I…would start the day…a million miles apart…seeing who could master the puzzle…fastest…an entertaining way to connect…say good morning…start the day with a smile…but life happens…people get busy…the morning Wordle bonding…fizzled…away…

But regained momentum…during the ladies getaway heyday…chatter centering around Wordle strategy…do you…begin with the same starting word each day…use words to eliminate letters…or in the case…of reading teacher me…dissect each word…phonetically…this old gal…starts each day…with a new word…picks one…that’s fits the mood…has meaning…reflects her life…

And so it was…relaxing with that daughter of mine…Smidge…Midge…Midge the Beast…gut says…go with beast…in honor…of that little lady…but fingers paused…no…came the thought…no way it would be beast…it was the word…not too long ago…

Inner battle ensued…gut…beast…head…feast…beast feast…beast feast…thumbs…poised…waiting…eventually…head won out…feast was entered…that little x tapped…and what do you know…deep sigh…face palm…a laugh…and a shake of the head…

And so it is…in life and Wordle…that gut…below the belt…heartburn inducing old guy…is often smarter…than that matter between the ears…and this old gal has to admit…her gut…churny old blobby thing that it is…has never…led her…astray…

Cuz you know what they say…when in doubt…trust the gut…go…with the gut…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…