I forgot. No excuses. I just forgot to write a post last week. I remembered on Saturday evening. It was even on my To Do list and I still forgot. I will try not to let that happen again…at least not soon.
At my age you would think that I had learned to be patient in how long things take. Every time I think I have learned that lesson something else comes along to prove otherwise.
Right now I am aggravated in how long it is taking me to get my work space set up and workable. I make progress, then something needs to be fixed in the house and here comes all the furniture, appliances, boxes, etc. piled back into my office and it clutters my mind as well as the space.
Last week we finally resolved some car issues that took about a month longer than I would have liked. It all turned out fine, but my impatience stresses me out for no good reason.
I have been “helping” D. train our horse, Bob. My helping means I hold the rope and pet the horse when he (Bob) gets stressed. I am trying to learn from D’s patience. It is one TINY step at a time teaching a horse his ground manners and to accept a rider. Today consisted of just showing Bob the blanket and putting on and taking it off his back, then trying the same thing with the saddle. Bob was not thrilled with the saddle. D. would let him smell it, touch it to his side, then walk away with the saddle. I have no idea how long this process will last until Bob will calmly accept the saddle on his back. Three weeks ago Bob wasn’t happy about a bit in his mouth either, but now hardly notices it.
So, I’m trying to keep in mind that life is more of a slow, one step forward, two steps back process. Eventually you get where you want to go, but it is rarely in our perceived timeframe.
This week’s other life challenge is dealing with disappointment. Disappointment mainly in people. I have had two incidents where people I have a high regard for have let me down. I know things happen and I know business decisions are rarely easy, but the customer service has been highly disappointing. In my business things go wrong also, but I do my best to make amends and resolve the issue that makes the customer, if not ecstatic, at least satisfied that I did my best to help them. One of these situations will result in me not using the business again, the other I am waiting to see how it plays out. I hate feeling this way. I am a peace, love, give a hug person who despises conflict. Unfortunately, in our flawed humanity conflict is often more the norm.
On a brighter note, I have found a tiny bit of space to work on drawing and painting again. I even managed to dig out the sewing machine and make a cushion cover for a chair that the dogs were beginning to cause damage to with their nails.
Oh, and salsa! We are making salsa and canning it this week. That just makes me happy. Fresh tomatoes turned into salsa that I can eat in February and have a taste of summer all over again. As Martha says, “it’s a good thing.”