Sometimes life gives you lemons...
What a week! Have you
ever had a week where NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING seems to work out exactly how
you envisioned it? Yep, me too! Last week was the week to beat all
weeks. It started out Monday with a
professional development opportunity that ended up not feeling very
professional or very developing. I left
that session feeling defeated, belittled, and like my job was not the job that
I love so very much. Not a great
day.
The pic I texted Justin when I was getting nervous... |
Justin and I are delighted to be able to put in a pool for
our big summer project this year. It is
a pretty nice above ground pool. If you
know Justin, we (meaning he) did lots of research and got us a great deal on
one from the internet. We also conducted
research to find reliable pool-installation people and finally after searching
found one and made an appointment for them to arrive on Monday as well. It rained Monday, so no pool guy. Tuesday was beautiful, pool guy said I’d see
him between 2:00-3:30. By 4:30 I
realized that wasn't going to happen. It
rained on Wednesday. He didn't come
Thursday because of rain on Wednesday.
Friday, at 6 am he texted he would see me between 11:00 and noon. His crew rolled in at 3:45. They were upset it was, “an internet” pool
and made many disparaging comments as I showed them where we wanted the pool
and what our expectations were. I was
clear that we are on a septic system, and my husband had clearly painted where
the lines were. They began their
work. As I looked out the window, I felt
really uneasy. My yard was being
completely destroyed, I mean COMPLETELY destroyed. Since it was so close to 5:00, I sent Justin
a text and asked him to please come home, I was really nervous something was
wrong. He got home and was shocked at
the condition of our yard, but there was nothing to do, but shoulder on and
hope it got finished soon. They were
about 3/5 of the way completed with the digging when everything stopped. The man running the bulldozer type thing looked
concerned. He had gotten stuck, and to
get himself out, he had used the front loader part to hoist himself out, and in
the process he snapped two of the lines of our septic system. Needless to say, the work was stopped, and
tomorrow morning both the main man in charge of the pool installation system
and a septic crew and my husband will be out in the yard, figuring out where we
go from here. I am cautiously optimistic
they will find a solution. Unfortunately
(fortunately) I have another meeting to attend tomorrow. Prayers are welcome.
This entire week my attitude was terrible. I was so looking forward to getting my pool and
celebrating the Fourth of July with my family.
I wanted it done. I hounded my
husband. I whined. I complained.
I let myself feel defeated by the training instead of letting it roll
off my back. I don’t know why.
But, here’s why I cherish it. Through the entire whiny, accident filled,
miserable week, my husband kept ensuring me he loved me. When I got home from training Monday, my
husband knew it was a bad day. He handed
me a glass of wine and enfolded me in his arms.
He let me rant, even though he had no idea what I was talking about. Because the pool people didn't come on
Wednesday, I got to drive up and have lunch with my mom, which ended up being
great. Thursday, I got to have an
impromptu lunch with my sister and niece before they left for the beach. On Friday, I’ll never forget when that
bulldozer stopped and we both realized something really bad had happened. When my heart felt guilty about the septic
lines, my husband just looked at me, headed outside and made sure I knew it
wasn't my fault. I cherish the fact that
I know I am loved even when I am not perfect (or really even in the vicinity of
it). I also cherish the silver linings I
am continually blessed to be shown, over and over again.
I have to go, because my brother from Iowa arrived (he was
supposed to be here yesterday, but it rained and he got delayed) and my mom is
sick so they are coming to my house for dinner.
My house is a mess, and my backyard is in shambles and I am so excited
to see him and my dad and hug them and drink a glass of wine and get ready for
a much much better week. Much love and
happy Independence Day sweet friends!
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