There are lists and lists of projects or events that are in never ending in the completion. We wrestle with these, all the time. They never go away.
Replacing
an engine,
discovering missing parts and tools, with more auto
parts littering the floor. Oh, sure, friendly veteran sang a story
about an old war injury prevented him from using manual shift, so that's
why there are only 75,000 miles on the speedometer. You drive classic
car home, finding smoke and clanks following you. Not such a good deal,
and when online sites send replacement parts, there will always be a screw
short.
Being
in labor
for hour after hour definitely makes the list. (45
hours? Followed by C-Section.) After ten hours, just when you beg for an
epidural, An army nurse briskly tells you that it is too late to give
one.
Flights
to the other side of
the world.
Australia? South Africa? Switzerland? You find yourself in cheap
seats, middle seat packed in, next to someone who hasn't taken a bath in
the last year.
Playground
duty. You are the only teacher with 300 children racing around
an one acre playground. You clutch a clipboard under one arm and grip
the teacher whistle in a tightly clenched fist.
Waiting
for Santa. You are 6 years old and this night is one wished for
all year. Tick, Tick, Tick...eyes want to shut but you won't let
them...tick, tick, tick...
Picking
strawberries day
after day after day. No joy after the
fifth day. Mid-May arrives with garden full of red berries peeking from
green leaves. First day is like discovering rubies, sweet rubies. Leads
onto the second day, third day, fourth day, fifth day....Enough
already. This won't ever end, our hands will be dyed red.
Waiting
in an emergency room,
filled with sneezing and coughing. You have a brain-splitting migraine
and your blood pressure is 177/85. With your head dropping to your
knees and a throw-up bowl beneath, you watch as a child with
sinusitis(#45) is called in. You are #62. You won't live to see the
end of this day.
Driving
through Death Valley in
summer. (Been there, done that) Long straight road over flat desolate
land, you see in distance, heat waves fooling you to think it is water.
It is 121 degrees and you watch your car's gas light like a hawk.
Standing
in the line at DMV,
until legs are shaking, growing
light-headed. Husband is home, too sick to go into the line from hell to
transfer registration. You are three months pregnant, and hours pass.
At the third hour, you tell the kind lady behind you that you are
pregnant and wonder if...then you open your eyes as you lie on the
floor. Registration was expedited.
YouTube has numerous of Curling videos
Being
forced to
watch “curling” during the Winter Olympics. Your family is Nordic, and
cheer for some team. Crushed between Olaf and Sven, you decide to
develop a tummy-bug, staying in the bathroom before sneaking away, where is not important.
Re-modeling
a
bathroom and/or kitchen the week before company arrives--this is your
spouse's idea. Tearing out the sink and cabinet reveal rot and mold.
Company will be staying in the hotel with you, as your entire house is
being examined and treated.
Most or all of this involve unending waiting…and more waiting…i
What
about you? Can you add to this list your
own unending events?
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Waking up at 3:00 a.m. on the day you have to go get blood drawn and can't have anything to eat and your appointment is at 8:10
ReplyDeleteWaitnig to be made more perfect before the Lord (sorry, I just got done typing the Wednesday Bible study post...)
ReplyDeleteWaiting for a plane (with a much loved family member) to land after months away.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that your wrist is improving.
Our daughter will be flying in April to visit us. We will put the date on the new calendar.
Delete"Re-modeling"
ReplyDeleteFigure out how long it should take then add 4 days for every day you calculated. 3 day project? HA! 15 days minimum.
Of course you could contract it out. But would the contractors have fixed the mold problem or just covered it back up to meet their schedule?
Yes, I have met people like that. My husband is one of those people. I love him anyway.
DeletePerhaps it's the inconvenience of waiting that is keeping us from committing to having one of our bathrooms renovated, Susan; more likely, though, it's the cost. Through the roof!
ReplyDeleteSo happy to hear your arm/wrist are mending well!
Blessings!
It is so wonderful to be able to type (poorly), hunt and peck.
DeleteKeep healing. We are all anxious for you to feel better. I hate standing in any line. And staying on hold on the phone drives me insane.
ReplyDeleteLOL We broke down in Death Valley about 4 yrs ago. I REMEMBER.
ReplyDeleteThe first time I went to emergency room I told my wife I would be back shortly taking a son who was injured in a racing wreck. I had never been in an ER. LOL When I got back to the track the lights were out and my wife and other son were the only ones there with the bikes and trailer. LOL I learned!!!!!
Sherry & jack smiling.... NOW but not then...
Nights in the ER with sick or injured kids. Remodeling while pregnant. Waiting for word of someone's death, which is imminent.
ReplyDeleteI pray you are back to typing as usual soon.
Oh yes, driving through the desert in summer. I prefer to do that in the winter.
ReplyDeleteWaiting for my mother's week-long visit to finally be over. I am just not good with house guests.
ReplyDeleteWhen we lived in Ireland, every one who knew in college or somewhere wanted to visit us and stay for a while. One couple from our church in Calif. came to visit us for 2 stinkin weeks. I won't give you details but we haven't spoken with them since we moved back.
DeleteYour post reminds me that racial conflicts are never ending conflicts. Perhaps it's because God has given each race a territory, a continent and togetherness was His plan. Slavery, wars and colonialism brought about togetherness.
ReplyDeletetogetherness was not His plan.
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