Ok, so we all know the movie, where Bill Murray keeps repeating the day GroundHog Day over and over. Today this is my day. Didn't I just empty this dishwasher, load up the woodstove with wood (its F ing freezing out there!), change the baby, drive the carpool, read that chapter for Lit, Ed, Pysch, etc...
I am back at the public library, wasn't I just here yesterday? Yes! But the book I reserved got put on the book mobile out to Clark Fork. Back in the dairy isle, do we really need more milk? I haven't touched the stuff myself, aside from a splash in my coffee for years... Back , to putting this guy in his car seat again? This kills my shoulder and the wierd twisted position I have to obtain to get him into his seat always makes me feel like I might pee myself. Back to finally returning home to do all of the above over again! No wonder I'm such a grump, did I just do this day ?
Although , if I stop and breath for a moment, I can relish these chores as I think of loved ones sitting in a cancer ward, receiving cancer treatment, wishing they could just go back to the monotony of it all.
I am lucky to have this Groundhog day, and thankful even if it just keeps repeating itself over and over.
I have similar days and I try to remember the same-the chores may not be glamorous, but I'm glad I have the priveledge to do it.
ReplyDeleteI agree with you. Days that seem to just repeat themselves are usually not so fun, but I would much rather be doing that then be in a hospital or even at home very ill. So many people take their lives for granted and think they are so miserable but have no idea what it really could be like.
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