Today is our day at home. We’ve been working all week, and we really just needed a day to do stuff around the house. The hubster wanted to finish working in the yard (it’s big!) and I wanted to do some deep cleaning I have been ignoring. 🙂 I don’t know about you, but I love a good playlist to get going when I’m in full cleaning mode. I had a GREAT one today… I named it “Cleaning House!”
So, one of the things I wanted to get done today was to wipe down the walls where the dogs lay. Let’s just say that the walls are white. Except where they lay against them. ick. I carry around a big ol bowl full of Pinesol and hot water. I works really well!
Today, Kanye (dog not rapper) was keeping me company. I don’t know about you guys, but I talk to Kanye like she is human. I think she gets what I’m saying… we’re pretty tight. So ANYway, I was headed down the stairs to get the walls by the front door, singing my heart out to Journey, and I got the words wrong. Has that ever happened to you? Ah, well. I looked at Kanye and told her I got them wrong, and well, because I tend to talk with my hands… I lost my balance. Whoooopsie! I spilled about half the Pinesol on the floor in my efforts to maintain my upright status! BUT, I didn’t fall down the stairs! Whew!
I hadn’t planned to scrub the stairs right at the moment… but you know, what else are you supposed to do with all that water on the floor? So I got the mop and proceeded to scrub the stairs.
Isn’t it funny how your plans change from what you were sure you were supposed to do? It’s happened to me a lot! When I was in college, back in the day, I just KNEW I was going to teach third grade forEVER. But God had other plans for me. I never did teach third grade… in fact, I never taught anything lower than 6th grade. And I have zero regrets.
I have a pretty strong belief that there are no coincidences… God gives you what you need, when you need it. AND, I believe in “signs.”
When I had my car accident (see this post), I had just been hired to teach in the Pribilof Islands in Alaska. I didn’t yet have my Alaska teaching credential, and I didn’t know how long it would take to get it, so when I got a call to interview in my hometown of Glendale, I went! After the interview, I had a pretty good feeling I was going to get that job (sometimes you just have a feeling about these things) and so, as I am known to do, I talked to God on my way home from the interview that day.
I knew that my family was headed to Alaska, regardless of the outcome of the interview in Glendale, and so, you know, I wanted some guidance. And I swear, I said…”God, if you don’t want us to go to Alaska, give me a sign.” And not 5 minutes later, I had a pretty significant car accident. When I got to the ER, my mother told me that I had been offered the job in Glendale. When I got out of surgery, the doctor told me that there was no way I was going to Alaska… as I wouldn’t be walking by the time school started… I was going to need to be in a wheelchair, and there weren’t sidewalks where I was going!
Not what I had planned… but you know, it all worked out, and I truly believe I was meant to be there! I’ve had that feeling a lot in my life. Even in disappointment, there is a silver lining. I’ve been living in the silver lining for the last year… just enjoying the ebb and flow of life. It’s a good feeling.