Greetings bloggers!
I had every intention in the world of updating this blog every single Tuesday and Thursday, and you’ll note that after only one somewhat successful week, the wheels fell off the wagon.
Let me try to explain.
Tuesday, I had a meeting in the morning at a diner. Easily my favorite part of the vaccine situation and being able to finally be out in public, by the by, is the ability to go eat at diners. I don’t know why this is a thing for me, but it really is. Anyway! It was a breakfast meeting, and I wound up getting to the diner way more than the other person. So I ordered a cup of coffee. What happens when you’re in a diner and you get a cup of coffee? The waitress keeps bringing you more coffee. This may be part of the reason I’m so excited to be back in the swing of things! Anyway, she brought another cup. And another. And another. I’m pretty sure at one point she refilled my cup of coffee, I took one sip, and then she refilled it. I was flying pretty high.
I finished up the meeting at the diner, and started working my way back to the office. While I was driving, I took the time to call a friend I hadn’t caught up with in a while. Somewhere in there, between the coffee and the phone call and the windy roads of Washington County, I made myself super super carsick. Not like, about to yack at any moment carsick. But just that horrible terrible no good feeling that comes from being nauseated always. No problem I thought, once I get to the office and get some fresh air and stop moving, things will settle down.
They didn’t.
They didn’t settle down the next day either. Or the day after that. Or the day after that. It got a little bit more manageable as time rolled on, but to be sure I’ve spent the better part of the last week feeling carsick almost the whole day. This, I can tell you what you already know, was patently miserable.
So I wasn’t blogging.
I wasn’t really doing much of anything to be honest. I got out on the bike a few times and put in a few rides with friends, but otherwise all I really wanted to do was sit on the couch and not be disturbed. I plugged through the rest of the week, until Friday when everything clicked together as to what was going on. My eye doctor called and reminded me that I had an appointment this week.
Upon further review, my eyesight had gotten bad. Really bad. Like everything was a blur and I wasn’t really paying attention to how bad it was bad. And I suppose this happens to us, doesn’t it? It wasn’t like I woke up one morning and my eyes were in bad shape. They had slowly over the last year been getting worse and worse and worse and worse, until one day I finally realized that they were a problem. And it turns out not a small one either! The doc today gave me the typical choices between one and two and all of that, but no matter what she did with my right eye it just didn’t seem to matter. Turns out I’m developing astigmatism. Huzzah!
Obviously, this is all very fixable. A new prescription, some better contacts, and a bit of time to stop the world from spinning, and I’ll be right as rain. But it all got me thinking about those little things that creep up on us. It can be the good habits, or the bad ones just the same, that slowly slowly slowly over time start to change us in ways we may not notice. And I do believe it can work for our benefit as much as it can work toward our ill. If I take up a daily cookie habit, slowly over time I’m sure I would start to see some ill effects on my health, in much the same way that if I added a daily exercise routine I would slowly start to see improvement. The same is true of our souls, isn’t it? The occasional passing negative thought can turn in to a sour disposition almost before I’ve noticed that anything has changed. Doing my level best to be positive in all situations can turn a soul around for the better given time. It’s those little things that can often do the most harm, or the most good.
So my friends, what little things are you working on today? How can you make tiny adjustments in your soul for the good of the kingdom?