I’m not sure where I’ve been for the last few weeks, however, I do know that I have not been hanging out on a tropical beach, or scaling the side of a mountain, or visiting a National Park, or even hiding out in a treehouse hidden within tree branches. Although I wouldn’t have minded that option. No… nothing fun has popped up in my life to sweep me away from the everyday.
I have the same twenty-four hour day as everyone else. My problem? The body’s energy levels have been lagging. Only about five hours of energy to spread throughout twenty-four. The accomplishment chart took a nose-dive while the ‘to-do’ and ‘want-to-do’ lists grew.
But now I feel recovery happening so I took advantage… instead of sitting and sleeping, I took the opportunity of open eyes to dig to the bottom of a drawer or two, determined to get some cleaning done. Office clutter is the equivalent of leaving two rabbits together for five minutes…
I found several long-lost treasures along with a few dust bunnies and many toss-ables.
First and most important find was a Bible I used mostly in the 1980’s adorned with a sticker which reads:
Please Lord, Not what I deserve!
Lift the cover and I had written:
Ellen, Humble yourself before God has to do it.
(I do not believe in pristine Bibles.)
- A Costco receipt that I must have seen as important… at the time.
- A yellow slip of paper reading, “Humor covers many deep wounds.” Laughter as an escape mechanism? Works for me!
- Paint samples from Home Depot. I’ve been collecting these for years. Was planning to paint my bedroom ‘Coastal Surf’. I still may if they still carry the color.
- A Willamette Writers Born To Write tattoo. As lovely as the winged heart stabbed by a pen is, I doubt it will ever be used. I’ll probably find it again in the bottom of another drawer.
- A Rumi quote: “Raise your words, not you voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.” I wonder if Rumi ever had a ‘born to write’ tattoo.
- Another note: Pride is concerned with who is right. Humility is concerned with what is right. Not sure if this fell out of the Bible but that is where it’s new home will be. It’s a good reminder.
- A delightful card from my son saying… You’re the Perfect Mom! (awwww) Inside: And, hey! What a Coincidence! I’m the Perfect son! Not sure if I should share all these humility quotes or worry that humor is hiding some wounds.
- Water Heater Shut Down Procedure sticker. I was supposed to attach this to our new water heater when we switched to gas in 1999. I should best get on with this task…
I’d love to be a neat and tidy person but… if that were to happen I wouldn’t have the fun of finding these memory jogging tidbits in odd places at odd times. There will be plenty more treasures in my future… ’cause I don’t see myself getting all organized any time soon.
…before I run downstairs to plaster that procedure sticker onto the water tank there is this last bit of saved wisdom I’d like to share.
A ticket will get you on the bus — garlic will get you a seat.