It seems that I have an uncanny ability to find every mud puddle in my vicinity. Of course, I find it by stepping in it! Today I went to visit a client initial thinking it would it would be a quick visit to look at a few pieces of rotten wood on the exterior of their buildings. I wanted to look cute today and wear cute shoes instead of my normal tennis shoes. Instead, I walked what seemed to be 100 acres of a large apartment community with 27 large buildings. Oh, did I mention it was 106 degrees today! After walking two buildings, I decided the cute shoes weren’t feeling so cute and I was headed to the sporting goods store down the street. Now, I love shoes…I love buying shoes! I don’t consider tennis shoes to be in the fun loving, fun shopping shoe category, therefore, I don’t buy them often. But today, I bit the bullet, found a cool new pair of tennis shoes (and they were on sale, woo hoo) so I did it.
I head back to the apartment community to finish walking the other 25 buildings, in the scorching sun, and while I am looking up and walking…squish! My left foot was already half buried in mud and my right foot was on its way! Oh no, my new shoes! I hear Estela’s voice in my head saying “Painful!” which she always says when I do something like that. I jump out as quick as I can, rub the sides in the grass to get the extra mud off, hoping not to get grass stains in the process. Did I mention it is 106 degrees! Why do they have mud puddles? Obviously they could reduce their carbon footprint a little by not over watering the grounds (see previous blog)!
It isn’t just about the mud puddles, which happens more than I care to admit. Sometimes I feel like I just need to wrap myself in bubble wrap to walk around and get through life! I bump into walls constantly (my Body Bugg has white paint scratched into it), trip over nothing, hit my legs constantly (have the bruises to prove it), misplace most things not attached to me,etc. The other morning I was in the back yard checking on the koi in the pond and playing with the dogs, when some how I tripped on my slippers, I guess, and fell on my knees. It was one of those flailing, slow motion falls, trying to catch your balance and just looking crazy in the process. I never learned how to fall gracefully…or quietly. Then I was in a panic to get up! I wasn’t worried about being hurt, or being embarrassed, although I was in the back yard in a t-shirt and panties, I was more worried about Corky (my dad’s dog that we are dog sitting) coming over and peeing on me! That would make my bad start to the day even worse! Ugh! I made it up, just in time...he only got to pee on my slipper! :(
It’s times like these that I really miss my Mom! It’s been 2 ½ years since we had a real conversation. (I talk to her everyday but it certainly isn’t the same). I don’t miss talking to her because she would feel sorry for me, but because she was the one person that could totally relate to all of the things that happen like this and we could laugh about it together. We used to talk every day and discuss all of the accidental, dumb stuff that would happen to us. Most of the time, there weren’t any major injuries…except when Mom fell through the front porch with one leg up and one down in the hole at 2:00am (luckily nothing was broken) or tripped over her slippers, falling forward and almost breaking her nose on the glass table on the porch. Weird stuff! I’m sure I inherited it from her…thanks Mom! Even Mom’s best friend always says I am definitely my mother’s daughter. Both of us are short, sweet, sassy and accident prone!
Then Mom and I would talk about the blessings that happened that day, which typically involved being thankful for not getting injured in the latest stunt. I think it is important to recognize our daily blessings and be thankful for them. Sometimes it’s hard to focus on them with all of the other stuff going on in our lives...work, stress, family, illnesses, dogs that pee on you, etc. It is easier to focus on the negative; to moan and groan about it. Get wrapped up on the neighborhood gossip..and boy, do we have our share of it! It’s like Desperate Housewives only we are not wealthy, it’s predominately gay with a few “breeders” thrown in the mix, no murders (not yet anyway)…ok, it’s nothing like Desperate Housewives but we certainly have our share of drama and gossip! Back to blessings..yes, we are blessed to live in a neighborhood where everyone watches our for each other and cares for each other, even if there is drama and gossip.
At a friend’s graduation last month, the speaker spoke about blessings. I don’t remember his name but it was the best graduation speech I have ever heard and it kept me awake and interested. He has a journal that he writes in every night before he goes to sleep and writes down at least 10 blessings that he had that day. He brought it to show us and had six more at home already filled. He said that a few years ago, he was depressed and bitter and negative because life wasn’t going in the direction he wanted it to go in. He then realized he was always focused on the negative instead of the positive things in his life. He turned it around. Think positively, live positively and positive things will happen! I am a firm believer in that but unfortunately not always a good practitioner of it. I have a nice red leather journal that Estela bought me after Mom passed away but it was to hard to even write my feelings down at that time. I think this is the perfect use for it! My 10 blessings today: I was able to buy a new pair of tennis shoes at the spur of the moment, I was able to clean up my new shoes so if you don’t know I stepped in a mud puddle it isn’t obvious, I made it safely through some crazy traffic, I had work to bid on, I received a call at 5:30 that a job was signed off, I made it through the heat without having a heat stroke, the beautiful butterflies are fluttering all around the passion fruit vine, my aunt received good news about her breast cancer today, today is our last day to dog sit Corky, and my dad is flying home tonight so Corky goes home tomorrow!! Woo hoo!! Our house can go back to normal, no dog gates, no covering furniture, no peeee!!!
“Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not of your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.” Charles Dickens
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