GOOD MORNING WORLD
Today started out a little different from others. I awoke after a good nights sleep. That in itself is a huge deal. The day is beautiful and the sun is shining. The birds are chirping loudly which is okay as I am already awake. It is cool and the doors and windows are open. It purports to be a good day.
Then I made the coffee. This coffee pot has to have everything in exactly the right position to work correctly I have come to understand. There were grounds in the coffee as the basket had been askew when I closed the cover. I did not know this could happen and before it was all cleaned up I asked to see what I had done wrong. I do have my share of troubles with coffee pots it seems. Did not even know I needed help to make coffee and evidently I do and did.
Asking for help is something I am not very good at doing. I will try and try and try to do an assigned task or something I want before I ask for help. I have injured myself with my stubborn actions in thinking I can do it all and do it all by myself. I have matured (some) and now can ask for help on occasion.
It still is hard for me as I believe I should be able to do everything I want just like I could when I was younger. The fact is I no longer have the same muscles or stamina or energy or even desire on occasion. I think the thing that I keep hearing is my dad saying words to the effect that he now had enough money to hire someone to do the jobs he used to have to do himself. I also hear him saying to my husband as he was writing out checks to pay the bills early on in our marriage, that his wife did that not Dad. I have been writing out the checks to pay the bills ever since. Perhaps I could have entitled this ‘wisdom or words from my father’!
The funny part of all of this is that I am honored and thrilled when anyone asks me for my help. I will do whatever, whenever and however to satisfy their needs. When I think about my joy in being able to help someone else, I think of my own insensitivity when I am unwilling to let someone else help me. Am I robbing them of joy? Oh this is too much to think of on a day when I almost had chunky coffee.
Had I known this was a problem with this coffeemaker I probably would still not have asked for help? I would have fussed and fumed and cleaned it and started again wondering what happened. We are creatures of habit are we not? Yet I am resolving right now out loud here that I will be kind and give others a chance to help me and ask for help if and when I need it. More wisdom from Dad when he said it takes a big man to ask for help and goodness knows I am a big woman!
…..ONWARD TO MORE MISADVENTURE…