Life Lesson #8,761
I decided I needed to keep busy around the house this weekend, primarily to reorganize and clean up on Saturday, then to stain the deck and plant flowers on Sunday. I also needed to stay busy because it prevented my mind from dwelling on things out of my control, namely the fallout from my personal life saga. All things considered, I had been doing really well in the last two weeks with letting go of the situation and just doing my thang, but I suffered a setback a few days ago. I don’t know why it happened (the setback, or the whole darned situation in general), but I was having a hard time with it. I was feeling sorry for myself.
I know… you can only control yourself, timing is everything, life isn’t fair, everything happens for a reason, God grant me the serenity, your luck sucks (ok, so that last one’s for me).
In short, AFGO (Another F–g Growth Opportunity), as my friend T at T’s Quest wrote to me, quoting one of her favorite authors. Great. At the rate I’m going with all of these “opportunities”, I’m going to end up becoming my own country song.
So, after pulling the old Nancy Kerrigan Whyyyyyy Meeeeee?, I switched to Nike mode. (I know I’m mixing metaphors — a little country, a little sporty — bear with me.) I determined that the best way to keep moving on is to keep moving and just do…something. I took that FGO and wrangled it into a mixture of potting soil and deck stain. In the end, I at least had control over this:
Well, I did until late last night when I heard the rain coming down and read that the temperature is supposed to significantly drop in the next 24 hours.
Life Lesson #8,762: Don’t wait until Sunday night to check the weather. There ain’t no controlling Mother Nature.
PS. Do you think Tonya Harding would star in my country music video?