December 4, 2009

• ooh, it feels good to be free.

  FIRST, I just want to thank my friend Jordan - first for telling me something I really, truly needed to hear right now, and secondly for reminding me that people do still read this thing sometimes. ;]

  So, onward.

  I begged my brother for days to put my Christmas lights up. And when he finally did, and I came down to see it, he hadn't plugged them in, and he knocked my tinsel garland down. I was mad. But then I realized the error in that. I asked him for help, I wasn't even here to help him when he did it, and he was doing me a favor.

  Then I hooked up the extension cord, and they didn't work.

  They didn't work.

   

  I wanted to swear and cry and be melodramatic, as usual. It is my MO, after all.

  Instead, this time, I took a deep breath, I climbed up on one of the basement ottomans, and I took those broken lights down. And I put the unopened ones, ones I had already bought from last year, in their place. I used the ones I bought this year (the ones I had no idea where to put), to finish edging the entire ceiling.

  I did it myself. I stopped whining and waiting for someone else to fix it, and I did it myself.

  It was so much more satisfying that way.
  After scraping my fingers on the ceiling and the stubborn plastic clips and fighting with the freakin' tinsel garland (now I realize why Ben dropped it and left it - what a pain!) and dropping/breaking a Peanuts ornament I had hung from one of the ceiling tiles that got in my way... I got to put my hands on my hips and sigh proudly, admiring my work.

  Yeah, it's a life parallel - a metaphor. Everything is in my eyes. I see parallels and life lessons in everything around me. I know that's probably weird. But whatever. It's part of who I am.

  Take it or leave it, sunshine.

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