Then the weekend came, with continued tooth pain, our weekend without kids turned into a drywall project gone wrong and no date night, no martinis and well you know, none of that either. I mourned the loss of that to several friends that would still listen to my drama.
A new week came and I worked doing a keynote on my work paid holiday. I moaned and mourned the loss of my 'day off'. On Tuesday I had a marketing event and had a hard time having an articulate conversation about my work world. My colleagues looked at me like toy poodles with their heads cocked trying to figure out who I was and what happened to the girl they once knew. I continued to tell them about this string of craziness I was living in.
The next day, my good friend called to tell me her marriage was on the rocks. I sank again into despair. Finally the tooth debacle careened into root canal zone and I ended up back in the chair with files and drills and pulp sucking. I said to my BFF, "I don't know who's life this is, but I want mine back."
So today I decided to take mine back. I'm back playing offense..
I spent so much time telling my 'can you believe how much this sucks' story that I put myself into a downward spiral. I'm a big fan of God as you regular readers know. I realize that sometimes we get into root canal zone to slow us down. God has a way of creating a Divine Disruption. The careful part is not to feed the disruption and perpetuate it's gravity. I'm also a big believer in the basic principle that 'what you feed grows'. Plants, dogs, kids, love, pain .... It all applies.
I've decided to feed my future.
Once I took over on offense, I loaded the girl in the car and we went ....... to the movies.
I love the movies, as much as I love the bookstore. Both remind me that we can all write a new story. So today I close the book on root canal hell and start the story of moments and memories and a future yet unknown.
The real story is,
I can afford dental care.
I have a garage door to back into.
We have a basement to drywall.
I have a husband that I love and someday I will share a martini and a steak, but today it's popcorn and nachos.
I have kids that drive me crazy, like they're supposed to.
I have a job. A job that I love.
I rocked the keynote speech from the client feedback.
I have colleagues that I love and that love me even when I'm crazy.
My friend has a husband that's willing to do counseling and they truly love each other.
It's so much better when I play offense. I'm kinda like the Colts.
