Did you ever have one of those weeks? I have had a couple of those weeks back to back.
First of all I hit my neighbor’s mailbox. It was the morning of our last Social Media Breakfast and it was a snowy slushy day. I had a letter to put in the mailbox and instead of walking in the snow and slush in my TOMS I had the genius idea of backing my car around the cul de sac and repositioning my car to drive up to our mailbox. Huge fail. Subaru meet mailbox. Sigh. I took it totally off the post but left the post standing. Fortunately the neighbors are the best people in the entire world and very understanding. But it seriously bummed me out.
Fast forward a few days. We were getting ready to leave for our road trip and as I was in the shower I looked down at my ring and yelled to Chris “I LOST A DIAMOND!”. Again. 3 years ago Chris and I got our wedding set redone in honor of our 30th anniversary. We used our original bands and added additional bands and diamonds and I absolutely loved how they turned out. Unfortunately 6 weeks later I had lost one of the smaller diamonds and since Chris’s wasn’t finished yet we had not put them on the insurance rider. Fortunately this time it is and the entire thing will be covered by insurance but still. I was upset. It just was another thing to deal with.
The road trip has been a lot of fun. We have stayed in some fun towns and even though there was not a lot of sightseeing time we managed to fit a few things in between work stops. The other night we were eating dinner and my tongue touched my front teeth and I looked at Chris and said “I think I chipped my tooth.” He looked at it and yes…..I had. It was an old
war injury from my childhood when my brother Chris and I were fighting over a flyswatter. Yes, a flyswatter. He let go and I went flying and knocked a nice old chip out of my front tooth. I have had it repaired numerous times over the years and basically they bond a material to it and even it out.
I was a little down. I won’t lie. I didn’t cry but I darn well felt like it. Just one more thing to try to figure out how to get fixed in a very crowded schedule.
Then I came to my senses and turned it around.
- The neighbor graciously fixed his mailbox without me having to do a thing other than take him a plate of cookies.
- The ring is covered by insurance and this time I can get a beefier mount so that the diamonds are more protected from my apparent rough lifestyle.
- I got an early birthday present of a really cute little band to wear while my ring gets fixed which will be my “working” band and one I can wear if I don’t want to wear my fancier ring.
- I got material for an upcoming blog post by visiting a pawn shop for my new band.
- My tooth can and will be fixed. My outward appearance has absolutely nothing to do with who I am and what I represent. I have dental insurance which many people don’t have. I have an absolutely wonderful dentist whom I trust and know will do a wonderful job.
- I managed to get appointments made for both the ring replacement and the tooth repair on Tuesday morning on my one day that I will be home.
- I got to spend Easter with my mom and my husband and my boys and I can’t imagine anything being much better than that.
So all in all my horrible no good bad week wasn’t all that horrible. I have turned the negatives into positives and am grateful for the chance to just accept that life does not always go according to MY plan. I don’t have to be in charge and in control of everything and I learned a lesson…again. There is nothing so horrible that I can’t see past it.
God has me in His care. I am always more aware of that when I just simply take the time to acknowledge that. Maybe, just maybe, all of these little incidents were pointing out to me that my life is blessed in every way even when irritating things like this happen.
Do you ever feel like just throwing up your hands and giving up? How do you react and what do you do to overcome the obstacles of life? Please leave a comment and remember that all Comments for a Cause this month go to help support Mercy Foundation Birth Center.