had just bought a bag of Cheetos and a Coke from this hole in the wall gas station. I walked back to my car and stepped off the curb. My foot was positioned in such a way that when it hit the pavement it felt like my foot went one direction and my leg went in another. (O.K. it hurt, but I like to over exaggerate, so, it felt like it was BROKE!!!)
Well, that in itself would have not been so bad…but I am a procrastinator.
It goes like this…
Three days ago (Monday) it started with a headache, a dull, nagging one, it was not a debilitating headache just a pain in the as kind of headache. I knew I had a test coming up but the headache prevailed. My logic was, I’m smart, I will just cram tomorrow night.
Two days ago (Tuesday) I still had a headache and my prescribed medicine that I take for migraines was not working so I called the doctor. You see, for me, a headache usually puts me out of commission. The mix of procrastination, medication, and a nagging pain in the head kept me from studying for that test again. My logic was to bring my note cards to work tomorrow and study there because we weren’t going to be busy.
Yesterday (Wednesday) the confusion started (side effects of the medicines). Let me explain, I work at a place that makes copies and ships stuff, not UPS or USPS. I was taking in a package and instead of putting it behind the counter I handed it back to the customer and told them to have a nice day. (Wow, good thing that guy was paying attention or he could have left with the box he just came in with.)
Later on that day, I drove my headache to the doctor’s office with my note cards in tote. We were busy all freaking day long, therefore, I was unable to study. Confusion struck again and made me pass up the street to the doctor’s office, twice. I was planning to study for at least an hour in the waiting room. As soon as I sat down, pulled out the note cards, and read two of them, I Heard the nurse calling me to the back. I was thinking that if I get out of here soon I could drive over to the school, sit in my car, and study for at least an hour before school started.
After that, I hopped on the interstate, the fastest route to the school, and found myself stuck in a traffic mess. Now, I was CRANKY. I inched my way to the nearest exit ramp and took the side roads to school. While in route, I stopped for Cheetos and a Coke. I finally arrived at school with about 20 minutes to study.
The 10:00 pm news had just shown a man sitting on the side of the road balling like a baby, he was inconsolable. The reporter said that the driver of the 18-wheeler had momentarily been distracted and lost control of his rig; he nipped the back corner of a car traveling in the same direction as him. This caused the car to spin into on coming traffic. The car was struck and burst into flames upon impact. No one could rescue the people of that vehicle. The man crying was the person driving the 18-wheeler, he realized he was the cause of the accident and he had to watch helplessly as the people in the other car perished in the fire.
As I put myself to bed last night, I thought, in circles. The people in my head were telling me all sorts of things. One particular voice shouted louder than the others did and it shouted with this high-pitched voice, which seemed to carry on the waves of my REM sleep pattern. It kept saying blessed, over-and-over again.
Today (Thursday) is a new day and I am headache free (yeah). There is just one problem. I can’t stop thinking about how much of a “yan-yan” I was yesterday. I guess this really isn’t so much a problem because it opens up my eyes.
Example: I couldn’t see the things happening to me in the past few day’s blessings. I could only see them as a mixed sequence of unfortunate actions.
This led me to call on the Wise-One for advice. I was reminded of the saying “Be thankful for what you have received and not what you deserve”.
At this moment, I feel BLESSED.