I’ve been a bit of a whiner this week.
First, I lost a battery charger. I was annoyed that I would have to spend money/time/effort to find the right charger and replacement battery.
Then, we figured out that our air conditioner upstairs isn’t working. We just had to fix the a/c in the Nashville house, so it’s a bit overwhelming to think of yet another bill. My husband made the comment, “Great, that’s the last thing we need…” I reminded him that this is small potatoes compared to truly the last thing we need – like a broken bone, a car wreck, something happening to our unborn child. Seriously, we need to keep the money going out for house maintenance in perspective, we’re fortunate to be able to fix it, while others in this economy would just shrug their shoulders and have to be hot this summer.
Then I left a whole load of wash in the washer, it got stinky and I had to do the whole vinegar wash, then a third wash to get rid of the vinegar smell that killed the mildew smell. UGH. Why is my brain so forgetful? It just isn’t firing on all cylinders right now.
So I whined and I moaned. Money money money. Forgetful forgetful forgetful. Oh my aching ankles. My husband hasn’t rubbed my neck often enough. My mattress is uncomfortable all of a sudden, I haven’t slept well in days. The paint on our back deck needs to be touched up. I need that guest bathroom painted. BLAH….
Then last night it was all put into perspective for me. Tornado after tornado came through Georgia, only miles from our small town. Whole cities are obliterated. My girlfriend’s neighbors were killed, their house leveled to the ground. Another friend was blessed to only lose every single tree in her yard, but her house and family were left unharmed. The news is filled with families that have lost everything.
The dogs and I sat comfortably in our basement as the storms moved through, luckily a few miles north of us. My husband paced upstairs, watching for shifting winds and listening to the tornado sirens blaring outside.
I don’t think even a leaf was blown off our trees, and yet only miles away roofs are lying in the middle of the road, cars are turned over, family members are dead or missing. We have so, so much to be thankful for today.
We have the air conditioner repairman coming this afternoon. I fully expect to have to replace the 17-year-old unit, and strangely I have no stress about it anymore.
I found the spare battery and battery charger this morning, I put it on the kitchen counter and it somehow got pushed behind the coffee canister.
My neck still hurts, but my husband promised me a good neck rub tonight after he takes a nap since he didn’t sleep at all last night. I might just cook him dinner, I think he earned it last night willing and praying for those storms to steer clear of us and his unborn daughter.
Heck, I might even refrain from complaining about the fact that my morning sickness seems to have returned this week. I had to hang up the phone and race to the bathroom this morning, but I just chalked it up to her way of letting me know that she’s okay…