PORCH PONDERINGS

Aggravation Abounds

Ever get so frustrated you could just scream? And cry. And curl up into that fetal position and wish you were dead. Yesterday I searched and searched for a piece of mail. And not just any little junk mail envelope. This was a check to an organization where I am treasurer. It wasn't a large amount. But still, it wasn't money that was mine.

We don't live in a big house. I searched every inch. Every horizontal surface was cleared and searched. Under and over everything. Nothing. Oh boy. Beside myself, I began to think of how I would tell the issuer of the check that I, the treasurer, had lost this. Incompetence, lack of focus, too much going on. You name it. Stupidity was in there as well.

I pleaded with God. I prayed for the check to be found. Then I got some peace. I gave up. I went to church, we did our radio show. I told the other participants my dilemma, without the entire details. I just told them it was a check I had lost. More prayer and supplication. We did our little radio show. Which is on Facebook. (Email me if you want the details.)

So when I came home, I thought of one more place I had not looked. And sure enough, there it was. Mixed in with another batch of paperwork I had processed for another group I manage. Thank you Lord.

Lesson learned, check is on the counter with the deposit slip attached. It will go to the bank today, first thing. No more fiddling with it.

We get so distracted. I know I do. OctoPrep, household duties. Church. Volunteering. I have a surgery coming up. I don't feel like doing anything else.

Hang in there, everyone. We're all in this battle together.
I'm cheering for you!

Queen NormaJean, Cheerleader for OctoPrep

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