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My kids often make fun of me when I quote famous proverbs. They think they are "old fashioned".
The fact is that these sayings have been around alot longer than all of us so there must be a pretty good reason for it.
I
only hope I am around long enough for the day I hear them repeating
those wonderful words of wisdom to their kids. THAT WILL BE JUSTICE!
For now, I try to practise what I preach and encourage all of you readers to do the same.
THIS STORY IS ENTITLED "IS THE GLASS HALF EMPTY OR FULL?"
Yesterday was one of those days. In the midst of work being done in our house to repair a wooden floor that was put in last summer (mind you, shortly after it's completion, our "new floor" which cost us alot of money had a large enough buckle in it to resemble a small mountain which the company refused to take responsibility for), we had a problem with our air conditioning unit. To make a long story short, we were trying to get it fixed to actually blow cold air into one room that does not properly cool or heat due , according to the A/C repair person, to the unit being installed improperly. From there, we were told that the unit was not only installed incorrectly for proper coverage of the whole house but it was installed incorrectly and would forever have a leakage problem unless fixed. The repair person did not give us the impression that is was an emergency which was the good news.
I hope by now you are laughing and thinking of your own stories that ring true to ours but , hold that thought, I am not yet done. It gets better.
As ill prepared as we were to deal with all of these unexpected
problems and costs, as my oldest son always says, "it could always be
worse" (hold onto that one, it really does help keep things in
perspective, at least, for me).
And, guess what, that is exactly what happened.
Around dinner time, my 15 year old son is screaming quite loudly to come quick to his room.
I
fly up the stairs, screaming back for some clarification, when I find
his ceiling with a rather large hole and water like a small waterfall
coming down from it. My two sons and I quickly mobilized to get things
under some degree of control. When my husband finally arrives home
after a fairly hysterical telephone call from me, his first comment is
that it was not as bad as he thought when I called. (Ladies, back me on
this) At that point, I could have easily dumped him under a waterfall
but I didn't.
Now, for the punch line, despite this all, we were really quite lucky
because had all this not been happening, we would not have had the good
fortune to have the AC repair person come at 8:00 p.m. and help us
temporarily fix the unit in order to have air conditioning.
Given the hot, humid whether in the South, this was quite a happy ending to the story.
So, whenever things get really crazy, I try to remember to be GRATEFUL FOR THE LITTLE THINGS.
In fact, in telling the story again, it is actually quite worthy of a good belly laugh.
THE BEST MEDICINE OF ALL.
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