Drinking from the Saucer
June 22nd, 2010
I have been thinking, a little under pressure, about what to write about tonight. On my way home from my first day of work in ten days, I was thinking of the quote, “I’m drinking from the saucer, because my cup is overflowing.”
This was just before I picked up three hungry kids (one irate) from the sitter, drove the last leg listening to a temper tantrum, realized the ankle I twisted in volleyball resembled a ten-month-pregnant woman’s cankle, was reminded of the vicious headache I had been sporting all day AND got snapped at by a grumpy husband after I finally made it home.
Whew! I was ready to throw the cup and saucer against the wall.
Alas, I have to give myself some credit here. One of my secrets to making my crazy, tragic, sometimes almost magic, awful, beautiful life work is that I don’t stay mad long. I’m resilient as hell. I’m a force to be reckoned with, even when I’m mentally crouched in a corner after a day like today.
So, tonight, it’s true. I’m looking past the trees to the forest. I’m drinking from the saucer because my cup is overflowing.
p.s. Our staycation was lovely.
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That's also one of my favorite quotes. I think of it often when I get to feeling slightly sorry for myself for whatever dumb reason and then realize how very blessed my life is. Also, like you, I don't stay mad for long. It takes too much energy and gets you absolutely nowhere. It's much easier to get over it and get on to the good stuff! Love ya, Karen
That's also one of my favorite quotes. I think of it often when I get to feeling slightly sorry for myself for whatever dumb reason and then realize how very blessed my life is. Also, like you, I don't stay mad for long. It takes too much energy and gets you absolutely nowhere. It's much easier to get over it and get on to the good stuff! Love ya, Karen