Sometimes I get really aggravated. Not about anything in particular. Just everything in general. The garbage service didn’t pick up my trash again. I don’t know why and he isn’t answering the phone. The rain storm caught me by surprise today and I got damp and chilled. I watched the weather and the storm that came was not predicted by the weather man I was watching. My shoulder is hurting for unknown reasons. Hurting a lot. My honey is going to be away for a few days coming up and I am going to miss him terribly. I still have too many unresolved projects cluttering up my house and yard and life. I can’t find a new pair of shoes that won’t hurt my foot and will look dressy enough for my taste.
See. Nothing major. Just a lot of little things piled up. When I see my list of complaints in black and white, they seem even more trivial. I have loved ones going through very serious health problems. I have friends in various personal crises. There are terrible things happening out in the world at large.
But, sometimes I still have to stop and acknowledge that I have aggravations piling up and getting in the way of joy and thanksgiving. Just because my problems aren’t huge and not really problems at all, I still have to deal with them. They are like the dripping faucet. Something that needs to be fixed. And next week will have another round of problems to deal with. It is called life.
The up side of things today includes the following: I have steaks marinating and potatoes baking. Yes, for Monday supper. I have a great porch to sit on and rest my achy body. I had a lot of hot water to take a shower and warm up and relieve some of my shoulder ache. My honey is home. He is going to help with the trash problem. I got to visit with my daughter and her feller yesterday. We had shrimp gumbo. I have a crochet project I am enjoying. I have an embroidery project I am enjoying. I have a book to read I am enjoying. I just heard that a dear friend got a cancer free report today.
So, I will be joyful and thankful and glad with life and the blessings generously given to me. The orchids are still raining down even when I am aggravated. All I have to do is stop grumbling long enough to notice. Out of the darkness of my thoughts and into the light…………………
My son and his wife are enroute to Hawai’i to live for a couple of years.
Exciting and heart rending. We will miss them very much. I will not even try to contemplate Christmas.
And yet, all I need is a plane ticket to Maui and a few dollars spending money. Another trip to paradise.
The move for them meant breaking up housekeeping. A few things went to a storage facility, a few things to my house, a few things to her mother’s house. A lot sold and tossed. A few suitcases loaded up to take with them.
For me, it meant pulling things out of my closet in the back room to make room for storing their things. My things I procrastinate on dealing with. It is all piled on the dining table I recently received from him. And on the floor, and down the hall. Actually, the things down the hall I have already picked out to go to the donation bin.
I am reviewing each item and either tossing, giving away or processing into a completed project. Some things need a little paint. Beads and shells and string need to be made into necklaces. Fabrics need to be made into dresses or curtains. I am determined to be finished before my birthday on the 20th of this month. If I don’t get it done, it goes.
The only thing that bothers me is the thought of my fabrics. I love fabric. I do not have a large pile, but I sew very slowly and am concerned I will lose some yardage due to my tight deadline.
Seems like a very silly thing to be concerned with in light of other matters. But, I need to have something to do. I have to be careful to keep myself a little distracted without evoking an emotional meltdown. I cannot concentrate enough to read non-fiction and dare not read fiction with its artificially stimulated emotional response issue.
So, I will allow myself to wallow in my trivial pursuit of empty shelves and vacant drawers. One of my favorite lines, “I travel light”, motivates and inspires me. Someday. Perhaps.