life lessons from small things

Life Lessons From Simple Things

Sometimes you can derive life lessons from the simplest things. You just need to open your eyes and ears and especially your brain to make the connection.

Here is my life lesson I learned from Starbucks. Well maybe not Starbucks but from my travels to and from Starbucks.

While exiting the parking lot at Starbucks, I use to fall into a small pothole.

Now the thing about potholes, is that the hole wasn't always a hole, in actuality it was no different than the rest of the road, but when enough people drive over the same spot, and that particular spot has a weakness, a depression and eventually a hole will emerge, and if unchecked, the hole will get bigger and bigger.

Now I kept hitting the hole day after day and never thought to change my path to avoid the hole until I hit it and I kept damning myself for not having the forethought to intentionally miss it.

One day I missed it! HOORAY! And I thought to myself, I didn't create that pothole by myself, and that means I am not the only person who ran into that weakness in the road. I'm not alone and I am not the only person who falls, but I can choose to miss that pit in the road.

For months I proudly altered my route and missed the hole, constantly thinking how many people continue to hit it...

One day, much later, I noticed that the hole had been patched! The hole finally got large enough, because enough people fell in to the hole, that the call was made to fix that hole.

Now I didn't have to think about the hole and blissfully went my way to and fro, until one day, BUMP! I fell into the once patched hole. UGHH! Funny how old weaknesses just pop back up. That weak spot, although patched was still a potential problem, and many still followed their old patterns and the patched hole became a depression and then once again a hole. I stopped paying attention and fell in the same hole that I thought I had overcome, and so did a lot of other people.

What can we take from this life lesson? Weakness is common and a lot of people have the same ones. Mine may not be yours, but you can guarantee that you have a pothole in your life and you are not alone. We also constantly need to keep our weaknesses into check, so we don't repeat our lessons. And if you do fall, you will not be alone.

Sick Babies

When Men are sick they are Babies, They want you to cater to them and sit with them because they don't feel good. So Why does it irritate me so? Is it because I'm not treated that way when I am sick, I'll have a mess to clean up when I'm well, maybe I'm just jealous that he is getting attention and I'm not, or is there really something about men that when they feel physically weak, they act mentally weak?

When I am sick, no one caters to me, but, I also don't ask for anyone to cater to me sick or well. I'm independent, are other wives like that too? I'm good to just lye in my misery, and want to just be left alone. I only wish I didn't have to worry about the mess that is made while I'm not there to keep it at bay.

I guess I sometimes feel that If I rest when sick, then there will be too much work to do when I'm better that I will have to rent a front-loader to shovel all the clutter that accumulates, while I'm ill. I push myself even harder so that i don't get overwhelmed when well.I cannot help to think that no one cares enough to pick up the slack so i don't have to push myself. I want to know someone cares about helping me out.

Helping me out leaves me with the knowledge that I can depend on someone else. I don't think that I should have to ask for someone to be attentive to my needs, we should strive to help one another. but sometimes i feel like I am the only one that is looking out for the other. Maybe that is why when he is sick, i get irritated, the fact that he isn't giving me attention, like the rest of the time, and I realize sick or well , I get disregarded. It is just when I can't ask for help, because he is too weak physically, that I get mad that I never ask for help and if I don't ask, then I don't get it.

So that makes me wonder, "why do men act weak when they are sick?" Is it because it reminds him of when he was cared for by his mother? Is it that I'm not giving him enough attention when w4ell, that they use sympathy to get extra? I think maybe it is a combination of things.

I think most relationships are complex. And so, the answer to this question is yet to come.

Arrrgh! Politics!

I get so annoyed at the arguing!

I am not for the right or for the left, I'm for the right over wrong, but, right for me may not seem right for you. Then we come to an impasse and start arguing. Seems each side wants to put a spin on their point of views.

Why cannot someone be unbiased and see the other sides point of view and say, that makes sense if_____ but if______ the other seems better. Let the people decide! Isn't that the plan. Don't coerce them into your side, give them the pros and cons and let them pick!!!

I think people need to open their minds and be considerate of others opinions. The "Golden Rule" comes to mind...

Sleep-less

The people who need less sleep are the ones those who need a lot of sleep take advantage of. What happens is the one who doesn't sleep much ends up getting up early all the time and never gets the luxury of sleeping in because the sleeper just keeps on sleeping, blissfully unaware that the other person is slowly resenting them for their unthoughtfulness.

I am sleepless. I CAN get up early after staying up late. I function famously well with out much sleep. But doesn't it feel good to sleep in?? Please tell me, you sleep-less-ers? Because I don't know.

I'm the one getting up in the middle of the night to let the dog out, or back in, getting up with the babies for overnight feedings (when they were babies), or putting the toddler back in bed for the 7th time because she doesn't like sleeeping in her own bed and Taking the kids to school before the crack of dawn (poor kids).

Like right now, it is Saturday at 8:00am. not too bad of a sleep-in...for me. Everyone else is in the house sleeping still, but the dog couldn't hold it any longer, so I took her.

Heck I just couldn't go back to sleep and it made me mad! I don't have medical reasons for not sleeping well, Just kids and pets and a sleepy spouse. Am I sleep-deprived? does not getting enough sleep make you mad?

Don't get me wrong, if I ask my hubby to get up, he'll get up, but the point is that I have to ask and that means I am already awake and then I can't go back to sleep. Can't I keep on sleeping sometimes and be able to depend on some one else for a change?

Anyone else in my bed (shoes)?