Out of Hiding…

A few days ago…in anticipation of going back to work today…I updated my Jane CarrollFacebook status…with…I think I’ll hide under the bed…it was meant…and…taken as a joke…

There were fun comments…about dust bunnies and men with butterfly nets…and…Bertha…rousting me out of my hiding place…as well as offers of hiding at my friend’s house…and…a promise…by the school secretary…that she would come and get me…

So much for posting my plans on social media

But…although the post and comments had all been fun and games…Bertha…knew that there was a grain of truth in my post…I love summer vacation…I love not having strict structure in my day…and…I especially love not getting up quite so early in the morning…

So…she let me entertain the thought of…hiding…for all of about two minutes…before she pointed out…what life would be like…living under the bed

Of course she wasn’t being literal…we all know I won’t fit under the bed…rather…she was talking about…hiding from…AKA…avoiding…the things that aren’t exactly what I want…

She reminds me…that there is a gift in every situation…every circumstance…and that when I avoid the circumstance…I miss the gift…

Of course she’s right…there are many gifts that come with my job…there are the ones that I already know about…the kids…the hours…summer vacation…the great insurance program…it pays the bills…and…has a super retirement program…

But…she says…that I will receive many gifts this year…that I have not yet imagined…interactions…smiles…laughter…and…maybe…just…maybe…making a difference in someone’s life…I just have to be open…

Well…when she puts it like that…and since I really don’t like dust bunnies all that much…I’m dressed…I’m ready…I’m open…

Jane

The Trouble with Dust Bunnies…

This weekend…I got a wild hair…or…hare…to clean house…and…while I didn’t think it had been that long since I had cleaned…the exploding dust bunny population…begged to differ…

Of course they have their favorite hiding spots…under the king-size bed is a hands down favorite…so that I have to lie flat on my stomach on the floor in order to round up some of the feistier bunnies…under the dresser…with its scrolled bottom…leaving just enough space to allow conniving bunny entry…too small for the Swiffer vac…and yet visible from the contemplation chair…

Oh…who am I kidding…they were everywhere…in the closets…behind the toilets…it seemed that I’d no sooner eradicated one nest…than two more appeared…

Bertha…commended my efforts…no…she didn’t help…but she did say…that according to Feng Shui…cleaning makes way for more to come into my life…so…it will be interesting to see what shows up…hopefully…not more dust bunnies…although…I think I just saw one sneaking under the desk…

Here…Bunny…here…Bunny…come to Mama

Jane