Okay, so some days just aren’t that joyful. Some weeks aren’t either, and the past few days have been those kind of days. And do you think I can get germs over the internet?
I have read several blogs and received emails by/from people who are sick, and now I am sick too! I think I caught your bug! Yesterday my head started hurting and this morning I was just down right miserable. My head is pounding, my throat hurts, my body aches. I just want to put on a good movie and go to bed.
And I am sorry to say, I have not been very joyful. I haven’t even been trying to see the joy in my life. Instead today I allowed myself the indulgence of focusing on the not so joyful things. Such as . . .
1. The boy who hit my daughter’s car, took off after hitting her and we have yet to track him down. And, surprisingly, he hasn’t come forward to confess.
2. My husband got strep on his nose following his surgery for cancer. Yes, strep. They put him on penicillin to cure the strep and apparently he is allergic to it. Poor boy. His mother told him he might be, but the doctor insisted it was the best medicine for strep so Wes agreed to take it despite the risk. Besides, the doctor also said the only reaction that was worrisome is he might stop breathing. Okay. No big deal there! Breathing is so over rated, don’t you think?! Luckily his breathing has continued, but he does have an itchy rash. Only one more pill to go, however, and his life should start looking—and feeling— better. (And I bet he is so glad I just published that on the internet!:-)
3. I really don’t like dieters at the moment. Well, I don’t mind people on a diet, I just don’t like it when they have to tell you all about it when you are trying to eat. That piece of chocolate cake I was attempting to enjoy at a luncheon yesterday did not taste very good after the huge dose of guilt that was heaped on it. I ended up having to take it home and eat it later. :-)
4. My seminary class has suddenly turned into a challenge. I am not sure what happened to them over Christmas break, but they went from being a very good, thoughtful, participatory class into one that just stares at me. It has been very discouraging. Time to dig deeper and pull out some new tricks.
5. My husband is a part owner in a construction company and that is not a great place to be right now. It is oh, so sad!
6. I don’t feel well!!!!
Waaaaaaa! Waaaaaaa! Whine! Whine! You are all wondering what I would do if I had real problems, right??? I know, I know. None of these are hugely serious. When I was in the MTC, Mary Ellen Edmunds taught RS and told how she budgeted five minutes each day for complaining and wouldn’t allow herself to complain at any other time but then. I have always loved that thought. Only I have been saving up my five minutes and today is my day. The entire day. However, tomorrow, I promise I will be back . . . joyfully.
Oh, I just got news that a friend of ours who lost his job a few months ago just found a new one. That makes me so happy. But, that didn’t help my pity party any. I am starting to feel better already. Maybe I will just stay cranky until noon.
Editor's Note: After writing the above, my daughter called and told me about a miracle she had this morning with her printer. It was out of ink but she needed six colored copies for a class so she prayed it would work as she figured if the woman in the OT could have her cruse of oil last through the famine perhaps her ink cartridge could miraculously last longer as well. And it did! It got her through the six copies and then quit.
Then, a good friend called and told me about someone she knew who was having a pity party (besides me). The way she told me about it was hilariously funny and not only made me laugh, (a good healer for all ills) but also made me feel a bit guilty for even putting the above in print. So . . . what is up with this???? Don't all these people know I am trying to have a bad day?? I keep getting these wonderful telephone calls that cheer me up.