It has seemed like a month of Mondays to me lately. Ya know that feeling you get when it's Monday and NOTHING is going right??? Well, it seems like there's been something bad or at least annoying going on in my life every day lately! So of course I turned to scripture to seek out an answer or at least to be uplifted.
I have a little thing where I like to just open the Bible (randomly) and see if God has a message for me on that page or if a certain scripture just jumps out at me....
So, at the onset of the initial trouble, (it involves our 17 yr old son...lets just leave it at that...), I decided this would be one of those times to "just let God speak to me."
Got my Bible out and I opened up..... to the last chapter of JOB! *sigh*
Over the next few days I kept repeating my little ritual and God kept showing me the same thing. Oh, yes, He DOES have a sense of humor!!! So I decided to read the whole book of Job.... Now, I'm not a highfalutin philosopher nor do I pretend to know the mind of God, but after I did that, and A LOT of prayer, I had some peace.
Inner peace that is, because nothing else was peaceful...well, not until the Xanax!
So during- and after my drug induced lethargy, I realized something I had forgot I learned while grieving after my dad passed away.
Whether you like it or not, life goes on. And that includes the stupid stuff you don't want to laugh at but ya just gotta....or you"ll go crazy!
SERIES OF STUPID STUFF-(possibly not quite in order, but you'll get the picture.)
Came home one day and our flat screen T.V. would not work!
No picture, no sound, just the small green light that is suppose to reflect that said object has power-yet it wouldn't even stay on. Hmmmm?
My husband tried taking it apart to see if he could figure out what was wrong. Guess if that worked?, Nope! Soooo....we took the one out of our bedroom.
Living room T.V.- solved! Bedroom T.V.- replaced with tiny t.v., now I have to squint.....
Came home one day to a mess of destruction and malice!
Was we robbed? No, couldn't be...what kind of thieves leave every valuable thing- like our replacement t.v. and just terrorize the place???
We had decided to take the boys to the creek for some relaxation and normalcy. HA! Came home and discovered the puppy had somehow been locked INSIDE the whole time!
He's a Jack-Russel, about 5 months old. We only let him inside at night. He must have slipped in during our loading of the vehicle, got in his cage and we never noticed!
He had LOTS of fun! We had LOTS of trash and food to clean up! Oh, yes, and the surprise he left on the carpet...my husband won that prize!
Driving to work one morning, passed a truck carrying bridge supports, something flew off and chipped my windshield.
$25.00 got the chip fixed before it could spread. YAY! ...right???
SAME DAY-
Stopped behind a fella at a stop sign. He had a little truck, standard transmission. I have a little car, automatic
transmission with an unstable, lost-in-thought woman driving it! He lets it roll back a bit before taking off, and I am slowly rolling forward. Split second...I think he going forward. He is not. I gas it just enough to come to a hard stop against his shiny chrome bumper! Ugh... He pulled forward and he and the passenger have a discussion. He then emerges and walks back to my car to ask if I was OK. I said yes. I looked at my grill...no damage...nothing.... His truck also was perfectly fine. He wasn't concerned with his vehicle, but seemed to want me to agree nothing was broken. I did. He jumped back in his truck and off they went! Hey, it's Booger County, they probably didn't have insurance. No harm done anyway.
I get back in the car, go home, forgot about it.
Then my husband comes home,walks in the door and says " What happened to the hood of your car!?"
Yep, the hood was puckered! Not hardly enough to even notice- unless you parked next to me like he did. It was the first thing he saw.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you about my little mishap..... *sigh*
Dropped our two youngest off for their first day of school. Driving to work I saw some flash of something rolling on the passenger side floorboard. Thought nothing of it. Peripheral vision is not that great. I was driving a very hilly road and guessed it was a pop lid or something the boys had put under the seat that dislodged and rolled forward...Then I seen it on it's way back toward the seat and it stopped mid-way....I looked directly at it...and it looked at me! IT WAS A MOUSE!!! Yuuuccckkk! Eeeewww, Eeeww!!
I opened every compartment on that car and could not find it. Frustrated, I finally excepted that I would have to continue on to work with my tiny passenger....somewhere....in the car with me!
We are still trying to find it.
I decided to wear capris to work and knew that I would need to shave- knee down at least.
Just a quick "touch-up". I grabbed the disposable razor and flew through it. I knew I was late so I hurried even though I knew I had cut my ankle. I got done put a band-aid on my ankle and left for work.
I wasn't at work very long before I felt a burning on my leg...the other one.
I looked down to see dried blood all over my ankle! It looked like I had survived an attack of some sort from a smallish, sharp clawed, varmit that was only ankle high!
It didn't re-assure me that my capris were WHITE! Panic stricken, I ran to the rest room to check out the damage. My pants were fine...luckily, but even cleaned up I looked horrible! All the people outside the building before I walked in! They must have seen that awful mess I had made of my legs...Ugghhhh. CAN I CATCH A BREAK!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!
So.....last night I am discussing with my husband everything that had happened with the razor mis-hap and how many other crazy things have happened this month, all, while I am getting a glass for my Mtn Dew.
I am a Mtn Dew junkie...and I require a glass full of ice...very picky. Anyhoo...so I open up the freezer door and a tub of frozen soup falls and almost took off my foot! Geesh!
Moving along.... I get my glass of ice, pour my pop to the rim- as always. I set the almost completely empty can next to my glass (for re-fills once I've drunk enough out of my glass), then one of the boys asks for help with a sandwich.
Still talking to my husband and fixing the sandwich, I take a good sip of my drink. I finish with the sandwich. I grab my pop can and give it a pour in my glass to top it off when out spills this slimy stream with tiny black specks in it!!! I immediately hollered at my husband!
"YOU SPIT YOUR CHEW IN MY POP CAN???? ", "AND I JUST POURED IT IN MY GLASS!!!!"
" I thought you were done with it" he said.
*sigh*
Suck it up and go on. That was the words I had been saying all month.
So I just repeated it to myself, poured the top half of soda out of my glass, added more ice, more Dew, and sat down in front of the T.V. A little defeated, but no worse for the wear....
SuzyQ
