The Kenmore man finally arrived. He said he'd call sometime between 1 and 3:30 and it was 3:25 and said he'd be about 15 minutes. He was exactly on time. However, he was on the extreme end of his time frame. At first I was a bit upset (within myself) as I wondered why he could not be either at the beginning of that time frame or maybe even in the middle of it but no, it had to be at the very end of it! While I was mulling that thought over and beginning a slow burn, I realized I am no different than that Kenmore man.
On the days when I have to go to work I pack in as much as possible before I finally get out the door. I noted in the beginning I used to always leave at least 15-20 minutes before I was to start work. As I became more comfortable with the distance and what 'might come up' on the drive in, I began leaving a few minutes later each time. I even got to the point where I was leaving about 7 minutes before as I was rushing out the door and still got there a minute or two before 9 o'clock!
We like to push ourselves to the extreme. It doesn't have to be hang gliding, or running a marathon, or even a daily walk, just 'a little more', 'a little longer', 'a little harder'. Isn't that how muscles are developed? I am not saying this is a good thing all the time, but sometimes it helps us us be a bit stronger in our internal fortitute.
I am saying this mostly because of the time frame thing. I always think I have more time than I do. I usually make my lunch for work the first thing in the morning, after I read my bible sitting on the deck with my cup of coffee. If the morning is especially nice, I will sit there a wee bit longer than I should. Then I will have to push myself to get inside and make my lunch. There...now that's done, maybe I will check out my emails. Yes, there are a few and I should reply right away! I must not forget to send that 'get well' note, or check out facebook and see what's happening with those friends I don't always get to connect with regularly. Oh my, she's having a baby. That deserves a special congratulatory email...oops, look at the time, I am running short. Off to the shower and no time to use the 5-minute Conditioner this time, only the quickie rinse. Now as I start drying my hair I rush to turn on the stove and the timer for my oatmeal, saying to myself "what am I going to wear?" That seems to be the biggest dilemma in the morning. Why don't I plan that the night before? Oh, often I do. I just simply change my mind. I don't "feel" like that outfit this morning, I "feel" more like this one...Oops...this one needs ironing. Ok, off to the basement (after I pour in my oatmeal and put on the 3 minute timer). Now...rush, rush...rush. It is now 8:40 and I am shovelling in my oatmeal (which is now cold) or at least not hot but time is running out. I can't leave the dishes in the sink (it's a family thing). Mostly it's me and my little quirks. So, I have the key in the door, everything in line to grab as I leave and I empty the sink. I can't leave soap suds in there so need to rinse it out. Ooops, it is now 8:46 and I definitely need to get out the door. Ok, just a quick look around, close the drapes (it might get hot), straighten the towel on the stove, yes...looks good....I think I can finally leave.
The last thought as I walk out the door "Why do I ALWAYS leave everything to the last moment?" Tomorrow I am getting up earlier to make sure this doesn't happen again!! And so it goes...
1 comment:
Great post that most women can relate to! I think of the cartoon of the man in bed wondering why his wife takes so long to get into bed - Then we see that she is doing all of those activities such as tidying the living room, washing the remaining dishes, etc as she works her way to the bedroom.
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