I suppose you remember the story about Brer Rabbit who did not want to be thrown into the briar patch. We know how it goes. He secretly wanted to be thrown in the briar patch so he could escape. However, I have some briar patches I do not want to be thrown into for any reason whatsoever.
1. breakfast duty at school- That's worse than cold weather car-rider duty. I just want to plug my ears with my fingers and say, "Go Away!" After all breakfast should be a meditative time. A time to plan, or reflect or to just be.
2. cleaning my part of the office - The only way for me to do this is to take a deep breath and dig in.
3. cleaning Truett's desk- I have to take a deeper breath and dig in and dig in and dig in. Yuck! I keep my eyes open for scorpions and spiders.
4. logic problems- Logic problems cause my brain circuitry to go haywire. I say, "Just tell me the answer."
5. dealing with Clay about money. This is a never ending briar patch story. I try using the slogan, "Just Say No", but my 'no' becomes "No! What about no do you not understand? No! No! No!"
This morning I was in the office briar patch... stacking, organizing and filing papers. It's really amazing how once the job is tackled and things are somewhat organized, I can breathe easier, relax my shoulders and think about doing fun things.
Fun things, you ask? Yes, on the spur of the moment we went with friends to the Ivy House in Alachua for a longer than normal extended lunch. Sometimes unexpected visits with friends are a respite from the tangledness of life's briar patches.
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