Someone said, “Stress is when you wake up screaming and you realize you haven’t fallen asleep yet.” Should I worry that I understand this explanation all too well? I just keep muttering to myself that this level of stress cannot last forever.  It will either be the death of me or eventually dissipate.  I am hoping for the latter.

The good news is, professionals who know what they are doing are coming to deal with the whole sump pump debacle.  They have their work cut out for them.  I suspect that I have many more early mornings and late nights ahead of me dealing with this whole mess, but what the heck – at least I know some serious purging will be occuring.  I hear purging oneself of stuff is good for the soul – something about less being more – I think that is the notion and I am embracing it.

Since the discovery of the sump pump demise I have been replaying over and over again something I overheard a women sitting behind me on a plane from Harrisburg to Chicago say to a male passenger…the little snippet of conversation is keeping me grounded in my own role in my happiness.  Here is how the conversation went:

Man: Well, you know…the grass is always greener on the other side.

Woman: Yeah…well, I prefer to stay put where I am at and water the grass where I am standing.

The man did not get how wise the woman’s statement was, but I did.  We all have power over the way we view the world, we have power over the way we frame life’s events.  So my question to you is – do you water the grass where you are standing?

Even though water is not presently my favorite topic, I am happy that I am able to replay that snippet over and over again in my mind.  I water the grass where I am standing…I want to enter and exit each day in a frame of mind that appreciates that regardless of any minor life setbacks I am blessed.  My life is crazy busy right now and my schedule has been significantly impacted by the unfortunate sump pump issue, but what is the alternative?  Should I wish that my life would be less full of fabulous opportunities so that I had more time to deal with my soggy lower level (of my house – that just sounded wrong without a qualifier)?  I don’t think so.  I know that the grass is pretty lush where I am standing – particularly today, as it has been, quite literally, watered well. 😉

Day four hundred and fifty-one of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C