Contributed by September Blogger of the Month, Cynthia Stevison
Our lives are sometimes messy. Have you ever had one of those days when everything falls apart?
It is a typical Saturday morning. I roll out of bed about nine-ish to start my coffee. In the kitchen I step in a wet spot on the floor. I got a paper towel to wipe up the liquid. I take a sniff to determine the odor. There is no scent but I blame the dog. Only one dog is allowed to roam out of the kennel at night. He is a fourteen year old beagle named Ralph Waldo Emerson aka Waldo. I clean up the mess and let all the dogs outside. I proceed to make my coffee. I sit down at the bar and write a list of all the errands my spouse and I have to do today.
- Pick up grandchild
- Put up the pool
- Go to the grocery store
- Clean house
These are simple tasks for a Saturday.
We change our clothes and head out the door. I jump in the driver’s seat ready to rock the day. I pull out of the driveway and notice the gas light is on. So I head straight to the gas station to fill up. Then I notice the tire light is engaged and the passenger tire is low. I stop to get some air. Did you know air cost seventy-five cents now? Well I didn’t have quarters. Not that I would pay seventy-five cents for air anyway. So I leave to look for FREE air. I guess I must have gone to three or four stations and then I find one with free air.
We drive thirty minutes to meet our daughter and son in law to pick up our granddaughter for a weekend visit. When we return home there is a large amount of water on the kitchen floor. My spouse looks for the mystery cause. The new refrigerator water line has sprung a leak. Apparently the old copper line we hooked up to our new ice maker is seeping. We mop the floor. More water than I thought.
I invited five of our grandkids over to swim today. Lord, have mercy.
We make a plan, one will work on setting up the pool and the other will focus on the escaping water. I unload the pool and begin setting up.
My spouse goes to the nearest hardware store to purchase copper tubing to replace the line. I get the pool blown up and the water started. My granddaughter is patiently waiting for her cousins to join us by watching Alexander and the Terrible Horrible No Good Day. I realize this may seem cliché but I recorded it earlier during the week on Direct TV.
My spouse returns after about an hour reporting that the hose has fallen out of the pool and water is running down the driveway. You’re kidding me right? This can’t be happening. I convince my granddaughter to go outside with me to watch the pool fill with water. It’s hot outside. The kind of hot when all your ice melts when your then you plastic cup melts.
My perfect day has been destroyed by chaos. Please take me away to a sandy beach with a margarita right now. When will this day end?
My other daughter arrives with her four boys. The pool is filled with water and all the kids jump in. I relax for the first time today.
I open facebook to scan what others are doing. Everyone is having a wonderful weekend. All my friends are posting magical extraordinary summer pictures.
My spouse reports that the job will take about an hour to fix which really took four hours and is still is not fixed.
Seconds later I witness Niagara Falls. The one side of the pool is collapsing and the water is running free. I notice my two year old grandson standing near the air plug clapping and dancing. I grab the little one and try to save the as much air as I can. It takes time to get the life back to the pool. Meanwhile, I have five wet kids running in and out of the house.
My granddaughter screams “There are bugs in the pool!” I try to console her by dipping out what she thought might be a bug.
Next year the pool will be a cooler for adult beverages.
Back in my chair daydreaming things were normal, a big splash of cold water hits me in the face.
One of my grandsons used the super soaker to betray me. Do you think it’s possible to have more than one emotion at a time? Is it possible to make mistakes when you are in a bad mood? Yes and Yes. Inhale. Exhale. Deep breathe. I let a scream that shook the neighborhood. I tell my grandson to get out of the pool. He takes his towel and sits in “time out” beside me.
He said “I’m sorry grandma I just wanted to play with you. Please don’t be mad at me.”
I feel like the biggest jerk. I took my anger out on my grandson. I quickly ask for forgiveness. I ran to the pool picked up the super soaker and start a war. We laugh and have a good time.
When I return to my chair I remind myself of each healthy, happy, grandchild God has blessed us with.
A messy life can be painful, valuable and a blessing. We must learn to restore, recharge and revive ourselves.
Messiness is a human condition we all face.
I share this story to let you know we are all imperfect humans. Learn to love yourself in your life struggles.
- You are not alone. Give yourself permission to be imperfect
- Stop comparing yourself with others
- Learn to laugh.
- Share your story with others.
- Learn from your mistakes
- Practice Gratitude
- Learn to take deep breaths
- Everyone makes mistakes
- You can’t run from your problems
- Learn to recharge yourself
Cynthia Stevison is the author of The Tree of Happiness available on Amazon. She writes about mental health awareness and you can read more about mental health and happiness on her blog, Root Words Alliance. She is a speaker and an entrepreneur. Cynthia earned her Bachelor of Science degree in business administration at Northwestern Oklahoma State University. She lives in Oklahoma.