This bizarre little rodent, who looks like he’s juggling multiple species, is called a jerboa. By Elias Neideck [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, from Wikimedia Commons
But I digress.
As an adult I’ve discovered juggling is a vital skill, but not in the literal sense. In the literal sense it’s the fun trick people who are not me pull out at parties.
And we’re off track again.
Sometimes it’s impossible to keep all your objects of juggling–be they balls, pins or chainsaws–merrily dancing through the air, no matter how you keep your hands moving and your eyes on them. That was me yesterday with a roaring headache and the inability to wander away from my blog to go visit. Sorry, fellow A to Zers, I’m going to try to catch up, but the problem with putting the chainsaws down for even a moment (or a day, whatevs) is that you have to get them all back in the air again.
Fun times.
I really should have made it through that whole juggling book.
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A Bit to Read 
Your’s is the second on the topic of Juggling, although the other one was by someone who’d been a actual juggler in a past life. But, I digress …
Sorry to hear your juggling was of the metaphorical type with pain involved. Not nice. I’m trying to ward of chesty infection type germs from my boyfriend. I’ve given them stern looks (him too when his back was turned), but my throat is now sore and I’m grumpy. We’re not even halfway through yet … I may have to revert to sending smoke signals in lieu of conversing with @breakerofthings 😉
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OOH, if you do that, you can take pictures and VOILA! An S post.
Sorry to hear you’re not feeling well either, there seem to be many germs floating around, though mine isn’t germ-driven. It’s mostly better today, not perfect, but I’m not having as much trouble forming sentences, so that has to be a plus!
I hope I come across the other juggling, because I really want to read that. Sigh. The life I could have led if I ever got past page 12 of the juggling book.
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Lordy! Look at the teeth on that little beggar! I’m familiar with juggling. The fist book I almost wrote was called “I Can’t Keeep All The Beach Balls Under Water Anymore.” I suppose that’s a sort of juggling. 😀
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That’s a FANTASTIC title! And immediately has me picturing how I’d do it.
Yes, of course it’s a kind of juggling! And isn’t that thing like nature’s little joke?! THEY HOP.
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