Because right now it’s almost 6 p.m. on the night before Thanksgiving. We still have the truck at the front end repair shop waiting for us to pick it up, which we can’t do because the keys are locked in the Subaru (which spent last week at the body shop after colliding with a deer). AAA isn’t here yet to get the keys out, but never fear, Tank is inside the car keeping those keys nice and safe. Oh, and I still have five places to go for errands before stores close tonight.
I think I need to take some lessons in margins, because right now I have none. No energy margin. No time margin. My days are over-full and under-productive.
Lest you think I’m complaining, let me tell you that at this point all I can do is laugh. Laugh at how stupid I am for thinking we can ever get it all together. Laugh at how much craziness we invite into our own world. Laugh at the constant recycling of the to do list – same things go on it each day, because they don’t get done because something came up.
But you know, yesterday I had the same to do list I have today, but my friend needed help – as in the 911 medical emergency all afternoon at the E.R. type of needing help. And I have no regrets for abandoning the to do list and spending my day at the hospital keeping a single woman company when she had no family around.
In fact, sitting with her in the E.R. waiting for the doctor to explain what was going on, talking of God’s plans for us and how he slows us down when we need it, and pulls us in new directions gives a certain perspective to this current keys-in-the-locked-dog-filled-car predicament.
Oh, AAA guy is here – and it is snowing like the dickens. So must be time to head out there.
I probably don’t need to tell you, you probably already guessed. My jacket? Locked in the car.
Praise God for his sense of humor in creating creatures who live life in such a wild and crazy manner but still joyful manner.