Had a heck of a day! It was a Monday all the way around. By 8:30 a.m. I was asking for a redo and the day continued to nose dive. I kept thinking eventually it would turn around but apparently no one else got that memo. So things continued to hit the fan. And then kind of land in big plops all around me.
On a positive note, I was dying to go to the gym and work out some of the frustration of the day. This is huge because I usually work out my frustration through a large order of fries. And occasionally sex. But usually fries.
So the fact that I was havin a day and still motivated? That was a gold star moment. And I'm so glad I went. It was SO good for me.
I've been doing this 10K training program (run/walk) but after I'm done I usually walk an additional 15-20 minutes so I can get my full hour in. While I'm doing the program I just kind of zone out. When I'm running I focus on breathing and the rhythm of my run. And then during the walk I just try to recover. I'm not really paying much attention to anything else - run, breathe, walk, run, breathe, walk. With a few intermediate gasping wheezes and a lot of sweat thrown in for good measure.
So during the last 15-20 minutes, when I'm just walking to walk, I catch a little news or whatever happens to be playing at the time. Today it was all the coverage from the Washington shootings. I'm sure it was on the entire time, I just hadn't noticed.
It really put my day in perspective. At least I hadn't gone to work and been shot. I survived the day and was able to go home, love on my family, and bitch about a bad day. What an amazing gift.
It made all the stuff in my day just seem so trivial and pointless. Like any of that will even matter next year or even next week. Who cares about any of that other stuff, right?
So I drove home filled with gratitude and determination to remember to count my blessings. And I drove straight home to a leaky house. A leaky house that has a BRAND NEW roof on it.
BRAND. NEW.
Like 27 days old new. Like several thousand dollars new. Like what the hell new.
Oh I see what you're trying to do here, God. Well played. Very well played.
And I get it. So leak or not, let me just say how happy I am to at least have a house. Because I could be sitting out somewhere in a leaky cardboard box. And that's not exactly the kind of leak that can be fixed...
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