Oh these minor annoyances! I have been so twisted up & frustrated & feeling dumb & put upon & rushed & had things to do & places to be & I want to sleep until Thursday & it is just all too much.
I will not list my grievances. Suffice it to say that they are both numerous & petty and not worth a square inch of your time.
I have to say that when I look at my problems out of the corner of my eye, like a stranger would, I am annoyed that they’re so very small. Like a reverse microscope. It gripes me! (Let’s add that to the list.)
And, really, here is the crux of the issue: I am pretty sure that oh, about 100% of the things that I’m complaining about are things for which I (usually prayerfully) VOLUNTEERED. (Except for vacuuming – who volunteers for that?) What do I have to say about that?
That’s what I thought – not much is what you have to say about that. So just do it! (I wonder if I can Nike Just Do It when I’m wearing Merrill sneakers?)
P.S. For anyone reading this who knows that I’m going by University Hospital in Cincinnati to take communion to someone this afternoon, the above rant does NOT include that task. It does, however, include the angst I always feel about figuring out where to park & how to find the correct room.
[From Dr. M] Here you go...a bit of SNAFU to cheer you on: