Stream of Consciousness Tuesday: The other night I was cleaning up with a co-worker at church and the sink was stopped up. I turned on the garbage disposal to try to help the situation and water backed up in the sink, bits of yucky, gross, rotten food churning in the overflow. We got it solved, but later, I thought about that sight and I thought, “Soul, that is what we are heading toward if we don’t balance ourselves a bit.” (Yes, I talk to my soul. Yes, it is a separate entity…no? ha)
Because basically I’m living in Reactionary Zone. I just react to what pops up and calls for my attention. Of course this can’t be avoided to some extent, but boy, I don’t live well in this Zone.
Also – I just saw pictures on the internetz and realized the fall decorating was so pretty and I looked at my house and my one fall decoration is a fake pumpkin sitting on a bookshelf. MUST REMEDY SAD FALL SITUATION.
We took my husband bowling last Friday night for his birthday. He calls himself “Rich” when he bowls and the kids love it. We had so much fun and my sentimental soul got all… sentimental. Awwww…. I love my kids.
I have had the worst headaches in the past couple of weeks. I discussed this with a friend and we think weather effects our heads. Weirdness? Or Truth? I don’t know how I feel about starting a Barometric Pressure vs My Headaches chart. That seems a little over the top. And yet….
I had someone in leadership over me ask a specific question about a mutual acquaintance and how they were doing in their job. I never know how to respond to these things. I feel like if I say something about the person (negatively), then I’m gossiping. And this situation involved the fact that if I didn’t say something about this person, I would have to imply something negative about another person. Plus, I wanted to defend myself and insert my own “wants” into the discussion. Ugh. I hate that. And my mean side realllllly wanted to give some information that the leadership person didn’t know. ohhhhh….what a little battle inside as I tried to not let that bubble over… because remember that backed up sink? I knew that’s what my words would look like… bits of rottenness floating in them and not doing a bit of good to anyone involved. So I stood there and said things that were truthful, but not negative. Just tried to smile a lot and say affirming things. Why is it so hard to be nice?? ha.
Gross. Happy Tuesday!