Ever have a gazillion thoughts flying around in your head for several daze on end... and the majority of them are generally... complaints? A few may be about some particularly troubling issues? And of course there are the things that need periodic adjustments for health and sanity's sake?
Maybe its because the year is coming to a close and its time to reevaluate. Maybe I'm just entering a season in life that scares me a little because I've been fairly comfortable for the past few years. Maybe its just the normal "ups and downs" of everyday life... or its because I'm feeling lonely and under appreciated (which happens on occasion--not necessarily for any logical reason).
Whatever the case may be, its uncomfortable for me to be in a negative space, and I don't like to be grumpy. I'm also not great at ignoring how I feel and pretending everything is fine. No. That may work for other people, but ignoring stuff that I need to process through, causes an even greater sense of despair. My gazillion thoughts can't be ignored. When I start feeling this way I know that I most likely need to talk through my stuff with someone... which may be why I feel a bit lonely. I've come to discover, after having a long talk with myself yesterday, that the less frequently I NEED a listening ear from another person, the less I find anyone paying attention when I do. That makes me sad. But I understand why it happens. I don't want to walk through life alone and maybe I have been creating the wrong atmosphere on the inside--the deeper part of me--where now have a locked door and high wall to keep myself from being so vulnerable, the way I used to.
There has always been a deep need in my being to have at least a few others who are tuned into the real me as I am tuned in to them. Over the last several years I've distanced myself from that need because it can be dangerous. It can be painful and disappointing. It HAS been painful and, quite frankly, devastating. Allowing people into the deeper thoughts and places of the heart can cause deep wounds and leave scars. I haven't been all that willing open up again.
Maybe I will resolve this coming year to allow deeper healing to come to those parts, and to allow the Lord to give me a new mission. Maybe. But seriously, why must I be a person who finds it necessary to be vulnerable? There are plenty of others who aren't vulnerable at all and yet live a fulfilling life (I'm guessing). I may have to figure this one out for myself once and for all.
Funny... I was going to post something about all my minor complaints. Get them off my chest. Make fun of a few people and get in trouble for offending someone I didn't expect to be reading my blog. HAH! I do tend to go with the flow.
Hope you are all well, at peace, and content (unlike me in this day).
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
Sunday, December 29
Friday, December 13
Journey of the Giveaway Couch
My son, Nate, was leaving for his winter trip to South America in a few short daze when his buddy from two houses over told him he had gotten this GREAT couch off one of his jobs. It was very expensive but too big for their space at home and wondered if we wanted it for our house. Mario has a gift for being convincing. So, Nate took a look and thought it was nice. He got me to go take a look and really, the thing was completely wrapped up in moving blankets and shrink wrap. I wondered how in the world we would know if it was "GREAT" or not.
We opened the packaging up a little more and it seemed like it could be very nice. So we decided to take it to our house. That couch was FREAKING HEAVY!!!! Down filled cushions and about 10' long. We were breaking our backs carrying it across the neighbors front lawn. And I definitely hurt my wrist a little. I told Nate to go get the yard wagon. That was perfect in helping us transport the couch to the back of the house. We opened it up and saw that there was some sun-fading and water stains along the back, but maybe it could still work for where it was going. However, it wasn't going to be ME who moved it into the house!! I'm older now. Things hurt more than they used to. So we wrapped it back up as best we could (well, probably not as best we could. Very little effort was put into the rewrapping). The weather was decent for the following several days and the couch stayed where it was on the brick patio.
By the following weekend the wind picked up and even brought a few trees down in the surrounding areas. It also uncovered half of the couch without anyone paying much attention. After the wind storm, Terry had one of the neighbors do some yard work. He took the tarp that was partly covering the couch and used it to remove leaves. The tarp never returned to the couch and the rain came. AGH! Now we had a huge, heavy, faded, WET couch outside the back door.
Terry finally asked me "What the H - E - DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS was this couch doing in MY backyard?!!!" He asked so nicely. >:-/ He was not happy about having a giveaway item in the yard that he didn't feel we needed. Meanwhile, the only one around on a regular basis during the day was Nate and me, and Nate had gone to Florida to visit his sister, had come back and then already left for Peru by the time Terry was noticing the couch. I had driven to the airport for him as well as Jennah (who was visiting ORU) 3 times in a 10 day period. And there was no one else around to help out with this huge couch. It was stuck in our backyard and BJ was annoyed. AGH.
We finally brought it into the family room to dry out with fans. I had taken all the cushions inside a long time before so that they didn't get any more rain soaked. In the meantime, we moved all the furniture out of 3 bedrooms for "new" giveaway luxury carpet to be laid. Once that happened, we decided to paint all three rooms as well. It was a good amount of work and I'm happy it got done, but there was still the issue of getting everything back in its proper place as well as dealing with the enormous giveaway couch. I was hoping to get it to the room upstairs and out of the family room before we left for vacation. There wasn't time.
We went away on vacation to Florida and the couch remained where it was. Once we returned, after several daze, Luke and Terry decided to tackle the couch and get it upstairs to the freshly painted room. HEAVY heavy heavy. Of course, no one bothered to measure first and be sure it would fit through the doorway. It wasn't until they got to the top part of the stairs and that we KNEW without a shadow of a doubt that the thing was not going through. NOPE! No Way! So the couch went back down the stairs, out the front door and was left on the brick walkway out front. There was much annoyance from the peanut gallery. No one (including me) bothered to cover it up.
And after one day, it proceeded to rain... for a few days.
Then it even snowed.
The cushions are all still dry and laying on the floor in the room upstairs. They probably have dog hair all over them because I'm sure they make a nice doggie bed.
Needless to say, there is a couch in our front walkway if anyone wants it!!! :-) Its an AWESOME COUCH!!! Come take it away. Make sure you have a few people to lift it and a nice big truck. HOLY MOLEY! The cushions and cover can all be removed and dry cleaned. (Oh and it has one broken leg, which I'm sure can be easily fixed. Even duct tape may work).
ANYONE?? Seriously. It's FREE!!!
We opened the packaging up a little more and it seemed like it could be very nice. So we decided to take it to our house. That couch was FREAKING HEAVY!!!! Down filled cushions and about 10' long. We were breaking our backs carrying it across the neighbors front lawn. And I definitely hurt my wrist a little. I told Nate to go get the yard wagon. That was perfect in helping us transport the couch to the back of the house. We opened it up and saw that there was some sun-fading and water stains along the back, but maybe it could still work for where it was going. However, it wasn't going to be ME who moved it into the house!! I'm older now. Things hurt more than they used to. So we wrapped it back up as best we could (well, probably not as best we could. Very little effort was put into the rewrapping). The weather was decent for the following several days and the couch stayed where it was on the brick patio.
By the following weekend the wind picked up and even brought a few trees down in the surrounding areas. It also uncovered half of the couch without anyone paying much attention. After the wind storm, Terry had one of the neighbors do some yard work. He took the tarp that was partly covering the couch and used it to remove leaves. The tarp never returned to the couch and the rain came. AGH! Now we had a huge, heavy, faded, WET couch outside the back door.
Terry finally asked me "What the H - E - DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS was this couch doing in MY backyard?!!!" He asked so nicely. >:-/ He was not happy about having a giveaway item in the yard that he didn't feel we needed. Meanwhile, the only one around on a regular basis during the day was Nate and me, and Nate had gone to Florida to visit his sister, had come back and then already left for Peru by the time Terry was noticing the couch. I had driven to the airport for him as well as Jennah (who was visiting ORU) 3 times in a 10 day period. And there was no one else around to help out with this huge couch. It was stuck in our backyard and BJ was annoyed. AGH.
We finally brought it into the family room to dry out with fans. I had taken all the cushions inside a long time before so that they didn't get any more rain soaked. In the meantime, we moved all the furniture out of 3 bedrooms for "new" giveaway luxury carpet to be laid. Once that happened, we decided to paint all three rooms as well. It was a good amount of work and I'm happy it got done, but there was still the issue of getting everything back in its proper place as well as dealing with the enormous giveaway couch. I was hoping to get it to the room upstairs and out of the family room before we left for vacation. There wasn't time.
We went away on vacation to Florida and the couch remained where it was. Once we returned, after several daze, Luke and Terry decided to tackle the couch and get it upstairs to the freshly painted room. HEAVY heavy heavy. Of course, no one bothered to measure first and be sure it would fit through the doorway. It wasn't until they got to the top part of the stairs and that we KNEW without a shadow of a doubt that the thing was not going through. NOPE! No Way! So the couch went back down the stairs, out the front door and was left on the brick walkway out front. There was much annoyance from the peanut gallery. No one (including me) bothered to cover it up.
And after one day, it proceeded to rain... for a few days.
Then it even snowed.
The cushions are all still dry and laying on the floor in the room upstairs. They probably have dog hair all over them because I'm sure they make a nice doggie bed.
Needless to say, there is a couch in our front walkway if anyone wants it!!! :-) Its an AWESOME COUCH!!! Come take it away. Make sure you have a few people to lift it and a nice big truck. HOLY MOLEY! The cushions and cover can all be removed and dry cleaned. (Oh and it has one broken leg, which I'm sure can be easily fixed. Even duct tape may work).
ANYONE?? Seriously. It's FREE!!!
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