Have you ever had one of those long, unbroken, string of days where nothing much happened and peace reigned in the family, both near and far? Me either. (Or is it "neither"? Never can remember it correctly, either/or - neither/nor - whatever. It isn't happening.)
Today, I have two rooms in disarray, due to preparations for new carpet being laid next Wednesday. The painter finished last week, and it made no sense to put everything back in, only to have to haul it out again, when the carpets are installed. So that means two whole weeks of stuff stashed hither and thither.
While I am not a complete neat-freak, I do like a certain sense of beauty, form, and order in my surroundings and feel discombobulated when I cannot have it. But life bunches up on you.
One of the two disassembled rooms, also has a guest sleeping in it at the moment, due to the occupant having been up all night at the hospital waiting for the birth of her first grandchildren, twin baby girls. They arrived a couple of hours ago, and thus our daughter/guest from out-of-town is asleep in a room with no pictures on the walls, no shelves in the bookcases, and no amenities to be found anywhere. Freshly painted walls and clean sheets were all we could offer at the moment. But when life bunches up on you, what else can you do?
My realtor called yesterday, and emailed me this morning, that the contract on a house I am trying to sell (in the worst real estate market in seventy years) has just hit a snag and may fall through. Life bunches up on you.
The LOC (Lovable Old Coot) to whom I am married, is nursing a sliced hand, skinned leg and sore back, after a stack of folding chairs fell off the pallet at church last Sunday directly on to him, and thus we spent Easter afternoon at the ER while they checked him out and put in a few stitches. He was just trying to help out, it wasn't even his day to usher; but life bunches up on you.
I could go on, but let's not. Looking on the bright side, the dog doesn't have fleas, my oven does not need to be cleaned, we have not been hit by a tornado, and I have not shrunk any favorite shirts in the wash ... not, at least, so far this week. Ruined two last week.
Okay, it may not be much to brag about, but when life bunches up on you, you take what you can get and learn to be grateful. :)
Hope you and your bunch are doing well. ...Marsha