murphy's law
It's just been one of those weeks.
The repeating theme of every day is that no matter how hard I try or how good I do -- something always blows up in the end.
The stress is getting to me. I went to work shaking this morning. Had a headache all day.
When I came home, I started a project to make some curtains. I'm no seamstress by any stretch of the imagination. It took 45 minutes to figure out how to properly thread the sewing machine. And I had the instruction manual. Heh. So I'm no Einstein by any stretch of the imagination either.
After two hours of measuring, pinning, and sewing, I was done. Finally. I did something right after a whole week filled with failure.
The curtains just needed to be ironed to get the wrinkles out.
I recently bought a new iron, but I wasn't familiar with the dial yet. As I lowered the iron to the edge of the curtains, the nylon fabric floated up and melted instantly on the iron's surface. The fabric was ruined. I wanted to cry. Not again!
And that cycle of frustration has been repeating on loop all week. One thing after another, and it all adds up. I've never had so many things go wrong before.
They say "Life isn't about what happens to you, it's about how you react to it."
I didn't drink. I didn't beat anyone up. I didn't walk out on the job. I didn't insult or swear at anyone (out loud), though I really wanted to.
Nothing this week was ruined beyond repair. I turned right around and made things right. Sometimes it took some help from other people, which hurts my pride, but that's okay. Maybe that's why so many things went wrong ...
As for now, I have a headache again. It's time for bed.
6 comments:
Your week was far froma failure.
If you didn't drink, you were successful. You survived life on life's terms.
I came across your blog when I did a search for the "Acceptance Pamphlet" thanks for posting same.
Work the "We" otherwise its just "Me" ... ism I Selfish Me.
If I dont give it away.... I am stealing. Remember, it is self forgetting that I heal an am forgiven.
Threading a sewing machine is no easy task.
Hang in there... and I agree with Daave - it was not a failure if you didn't drink.
Reading your blog entries makes me feel like I'm at a meeting. I caught myself nodding my head and smiling knowingly (why I was smiling I don't know -- I would never have the cohones to get near a sewing machine!) And thanks to everybody for their comments!
Thank you everyone!
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