Pride Cometh Before a…..

I am often lecturing my sweet hubby about his balance.  His balance isn’t the best because of past injuries.  Having had one foot broken off on his left leg and a severed quadriceps tendon on his right leg, I repeatably tell him he hasn’t a foot to stand on.   He often takes a tumble and then I grab my soapbox and remind him of his problem with balance and how he needs to have a plan before overextending his reach.  I write all this so I can continue on.

Yesterday, (and yes, I do realize it is only October) I went upstairs to the little storage cubby where all my Christmas decorations are stored.  Again, I do realize it is only October.   I wanted to look at what ribbons I have to see if I wanted to buy more.   I am planning ahead here, folks…    I remember that I had a container almost completely full of ribbon and I wanted to see how tattered it may look and also give me an idea of what I want to do with my decorations this year.

I stuck most of my body in and saw that Charlotte had moved in.  Trying not to disturb the cobwebs, I ducked down and picked up my empty box of fall decorations.  I put it in the next room because, well, I need to pack up my current decorations once Thanksgiving is over.  Then, I saw it, a box laying in the small distance, marked “Christmas”.   Instead of walking in further, remember those cobwebs, I leaned in to reach the box.

With my right hand stretched out, I started to comprehend my dear hubby’s situation.  That box was just a bit out of my reach.  I glanced back and put my left hand on a stack of boxes.  That didn’t help.  Empty gift boxes are just that, fluff…  The boxes went flying.  I started to think that I was going to land head first onto the small opening on the floor.  I hollered , “Help!”.   Many thoughts racing in my mind, none of them pretty.  I felt my lecturing days waning.   I knew my soapbox was going to be removed.  I knew it was going to hurt.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a big red storage box.  I grabbed at that.  Victory!  Again I hollered, “Never mind!”   I regained my footing.  I backed out of the storage area, with the box I was reaching for!

Laughing, I went to reassure my hubby that I was, in fact, okay.   I returned to check out that box of ribbons.  The ornaments in there were all wrapped nicely.  I returned to that storage area, I looked, and decided that I really did not feel like pulling everything out as I know that whatever I am looking for is usually in the very last box.  I will wait another month.

I went about the rest of my day, not giving my acrobatics another thought.  I went to bed, fell asleep and then, in the middle of the night I woke up in pain.  My knee hurt.  My hip hurt, my shoulder hurt.  My neck hurt.   I lay there a few minutes contemplating the reason.  I hobbled into the bathroom to put on the muscle cream.  As I got to the bathroom memories of  attempting gymnastic moves came to mind.  Image result for cartoon falls

I learned a couple of things yesterday.   First, don’t judge.   Second, why in the world am I concerned about Christmas ribbons in October?  Get a grip, Cathi!

So, humbled, I close this out, a bit sore from being old and having a momentary lapse of good judgment, but all in one piece!   Thanks for stopping by today.  Cathi (DAF)

 

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I need a time out chair…

I am a middle child.   A product of Catholic school.  I am Irish.   I am a mess.

The combination of all of the three points above drive me to distraction.  I see something and immediately I feel like I need to jump in and do something.  I see myself at times like a spastic physical comedian, someone who is moving to all corners trying to juggle things and having plates flying off in all directions crashing and breaking.

I want things to be great for everyone.  I have often said that if someone stubs a toe in the frozen north, I will feel guilty about it.   I struggle with this daily.

The opposite side to all of this is, I am a born again believer.  Therefore, in my mind, none of this should matter to me.  I should take this all to the Lord and believe that He will take control of it all.  I should reside in peace and calm.  Serenity should be the feeling I exude.   I should go about my day with a calm, prayerful repose that greets each challenge with a tranquil walk.  I should be the way we see princesses in movies, greeting each creature with an outstretched hand, singing to them.

Yes, you saw a lot of  shoulds in that last paragraph.  Should, I heard once, should be banned from my vocabulary.  The should’s in my life also drive me to distraction.

The truth of the matter is, I am me.  Full of bumps, bruises, and foibles.   I do stupid things.  I put my mouth in motion when it needs to be shut.  I react instead of act.  I wear my heart on a sleeve and get my feelings hurt.  I demand too much of myself, when I don’t expect that of others.  I am human.

The fact that I am a Christian, does not make me perfect.  For that I am grateful.  I am a human who is trying to navigate through this world.  Some days are better than others.

This summer has been an adventure for me.  It has brought out the best and the worst of me.  I have struggled how I have done and said some very stupid things.  The truth being this summer has worn me out.  I know that this summer has taught me much, but, the whole lesson I have learned will take a few more months to reveal itself.

Today I have read two different quotes.  Each has blessed me and been the proverbial slap in the face I have needed.  I will share these at the end of this post.  I have needed a slap into reality and many people have been too kind to do that.  When stupidity reigns, reality needs to take a turn at bat.   What I am thinking of is this,  a mother of a toddler who sees that child flail around fussing and crying.  Finally the mother picks the child up and puts them to bed, telling them they need to rest.    These two quotes today provided, for me, for today, that feeling.    I have been told to take a time out.  I will find my hypothetical chair and sit in it.  Hoping that things will put themselves into perspective and when I get up things will be better.

For those of you who are in contact with me, thank you for putting up with me.  I wouldn’t have been so gracious.

Here are the two quotes:  “God is fixing every broken situation in your life right now.” (I am not certain who wrote this, so unfortunately, I cannot give credit there, but it blessed me reading this)    and  this, again not knowing who to give credit for:   “You have permission to rest.  You are not responsible for fixing everything that is broken. You do not have to try and make everyone happy. For now, take time for you.  It is time to replenish.”  

Yes, I know that I most likely will think of these off and on.  The trouble will be to allow myself to stop.  Thank you for stopping by,  Cathi (DAF)

 

The ABC’s of Moving…

Thought I would try a different approach to writing about the past few weeks…

A ~ auto accident while showing our oldest daughter around our new area… nothing serious, a fender bender for them, a dented passenger door for us.

B ~ broken ribs (five of them) for a good friend of ours who was trying to help us get ready to move in…  he fell off a ladder and is now recovering…

C~ Carpeting that still isn’t ordered as we had planned…. this reminds me of the saying, “We make plans and God laughs”

D ~ Discovering new areas where we live, new shops, new restaurants, new roads to travel

E ~ Energy that is eluding hubby and I.  It’s a hot summer, but, the humidity isn’t near what it was in Charleston.

F ~ Finding things packed in odd boxes, and forgetting that I really thought I was organized a few months ago.

G ~ Grocery shopping in new places and finding that familiar things aren’t always where we expect them.

H ~ Heavy boxes are always the ones that are in the way of the boxes you need to get to.  The heavy boxes move from one place to another and you find that you have to shove them out-of-the-way no matter how many times you move them.

I ~ Insurance agents that you are getting to know quickly after the broken ribs and the fender bender… They are very nice and accommodating…

J ~ Junk drawers… I never thought I had so much useless stuff that I really will need at some point in my life….

K ~ Killing bugs that think they belong in this house… they don’t.

L ~ Little Miss visiting us and making us laugh often.  She is a sweetie.

M ~ Memories that have already started to accumulate in our new home.  I have a happy heart thinking of the people who have already seen this place and I dream of the time when others can be here with us.

N ~ Naps desired… but not many taken.

O ~ Opening box upon box upon box and still not finding the legs to my table that goes on my side of the bed.

P ~ Pool cleaning… poor hubby…. we have had a pool of many colors.  He is becoming well-known at the local pool supply store…  But, it’s getting closer to being the right color….

Q ~ A new quilt bought for our guest room, it is lovely and looks perfect in the guest room.

R ~ Reminders of friends and family fill our new place with reminders of sweet presents we have received through the years.

S ~ A dead scorpion in the guest bathroom… couldn’t figure out why my puppy was growling and lunging until we saw the dead insect on the floor.  Found out they are common in the area, but their sting is no worse than a wasp sting…. I really hope it was the only one I see and that I never experience their sting.

T ~ Tinkering… seeing hubby move from one project to another, happy as can be.  This blesses me.

U ~ Unearthing  gems of landscaping under fall leaves that were never picked up.

V ~ Visiting  local places and seeing whether they will become popular haunts to revisit.

W ~ Wishing that this place was more organized and settled.

X ~  eXcited to be in our own home.  Feeling giddy each time I pull into the driveway.

Y ~ Yearning to be settled.  To be able to walk in each room and find it ready.  I know it will come, I am just anxious for it to be finished.

Z ~ Zeal to be here.  To be home.

The past few weeks have been crazy busy.  But, I have loved each moment spent here.  Hot, sweaty, frustrated, perplexed, giddy with excitement and feeling overwhelmed with the amount of chores ahead of us.  This home is truly a gift for us and we want to prove worthy stewards of this place.  A lot has happened, but, that is truly what makes a house a home.

Thanks for stopping by, DAF

Full Tilt…

Did life ever seem like it was rushing headlong towards you?  Rushing so fast you weren’t able to catch your breath?  Sort of like those little merry -go- rounds in the park where you sit on them and someone starts to turn you round?

That has described the past week for me.  I got on one of those terrible merry go rounds and it started turning.  It hasn’t stopped, and it has gained speed.  Days are flying past me at a breakneck speed.  I see them whirling by.  It is morning, there is coffee and the next thing I see is a full dishwasher at the end of the day.

I usually love fast rides, but, I do confess I am a bit dizzy.  It is a good time, I am tired and a bit weary, but I know that in the midst of this season God is in the middle of the bedlam.

It is hard to describe, but in the middle of events happening all around me there is a feeling of anticipation and resolution.  I will eventually write about this season, but for now, I sit on the merry-go-round surveying the passing sights.

Thanks for stopping by, DAF