Saturday, August 30, 2008
fortune best be the gospel
during this summer's move, the studio was the dumping ground. somehow, i felt that i had to concentrate on making the rest of the house normal and liveable for the kids first and deal with that disasterzone later.
well, later came yesterday. once i figured out how to climb into the room, i wanted to start filing and putting stuff away. i started with the filing and couldn't get one of the filecabinets opened. none of the drawers would budge and i finally pried one opened and couldn't get the drawer back on the tracks, then i would get it in and it would get locked again. mechanical stuff is beyond me and i get so frustrated, like sweatyirishsailorgirl frustrated. imagine that irish sailor girl with no one to be scarred by the verbage and antics and you had me. it was so bad that eventually heavyyogabreathing came to mind and i climbed back out of the studio and did that lamaze breathing that didn't help in the first place and i went back in.
after about an hour and a half, i finally got it fixed and the most amazing thing happened. i cleaned out the drawers and was about to start reloading them and a fortune was sitting there waiting for me. i picked it up and started laughing which dissipated the previous hours of frustration.
this little fortune transformed my day and it had best be the gospel.