This weekend was a weekend of first for me.
To many, they would seem insignificant…
It was the first time I mowed the grass…..first time I cranked a lawn mower…..first time to push the thing….first time to do any of it….
I felt like a freakin’ hero after….
Not that it is a major feet to mow the grass….especially given the small plot of land that I am currently residing at. It was a great feeling to accomplish something with my hands and to take care of something….other then laundry.
After concurring the green giant, I moved into the house. I cleaned toilets, I swept, I dusted, I straightened, I did laundry. In short, I was a domestic diva. With a dinner part for some girls that night, I was cooking and cleaning. I was takin’ names and kickin’ butt!
While I felt very accomplished by my task, I soon realized I had done too much.
You see, Friday I went to the Dr. After a steroid shot and several prescriptions, I was diagnosed with a viral infection (although slight) and a bladder infection with a developing allergy problem. I was in a word, POOPED!!!!!
But I had people coming over, I had to make things presentable! And as I am not a napper, this added further to the dilemma of needing some rest.
Sunday morning I could not get out of bed. I could not breathe. My body was like….:Yeah right!:
I took my medicine and climbed back in bed to read as I was wide awake. But with taking y meds on an empty stomach and with the wrong combination (do not take with vitamins…whatever…I don’t have time for this….) I threw up!
Not only did I throw up, my glass somehow landed in the toilet right as I removed my hand from the shinny flusher handle. Clearly not thinking, I stood there. I watched as my favorite glasses spiraled out of reach. And in the spirit of not feeling well, I went back to bed.
It hit me last night after church that this could be a problem. Toilets curve in the exit strategy. Glasses, in their true form, do not bend.
So there could be one more first headed my way this week.
Plumber Dude: Thank you for calling! How may we help you?
Me: Hi, I need a plumber.
Plumber dude: Yes ma’am, what seems to be the trouble.
Me: Well you see it all started with my favorite pair of glasses……
a humbled heart 