Categories: Fossil Beds
This last week or so has been filled with all that “Life” stuff that makes you feel like you’ve just been run through a blender. So allow me please this one small chance to vent.
Â We own an older house, andÂ the ceilingsÂ still had the old asbestos cottage-cheese type covering. Yuck!! – Anyway – last week our house got stripped and wrapped in plastic tarps as a construction crew came in bearing water hoses and scraped the ceiling clean. It was quite a sight to see all that work, especially with the drops of dust ladden water streaming down the plastic tarps. After several days of being warped in plastic, another crew as come in to tear up our living room floor, in prep. for replacing our kid stained carpet with hardwood. Ok, Laminate. But it’s still gonna look worlds better. Last night we ate dinner standing around our living room coffee table, which is now chest high in the middle of our kitchen, perched atop a displaced cabinet and our stereo speakers.
Add to all that headache and inconvenience, I’ve managed to getÂ concurrent cases of an aggravated hip ligament, and strep throat.
File under: “Perspective; use it or lose it”. All of life’s little headaches, inconveniences, and annoyances mean nothing. I learned this when my Dad passed away nearly 15 years ago. “It’s all small stuff.”Â Last week a family member faced some very Big Stuff, and has so far come through everything with Two Thumbs Up. So right now, the sky could be falling around me, and relative to that, I feel great. “If it’s just small stuff, I’ll take it, – Â thank you very much.”