Wednesday, April 20, 2011

GOOD GRIEF!


LuLu-ism #4: There are days you’re simply not going to be able to do what you want. Whatever! Just don’t let those days pile up on you.

Lovely picture isn’t it? Ah, December in Wisconsin. Wrong! I took this picture of my backyard this morning, April 20, 2011. I want to weep—so do my daffodils and tulips. Can you believe it? Where’s all that global warning they keep telling us about?

Well, LuLu is just shaking her handlebars at me and just daring me to go near her. Looks like it’s Rusty to the rescue. My old exercise bike will have to save the day for me… again. There’s nothing more frustrating than to do all this peddling and go absolutely nowhere. Yikes! Have I stopped talking about bike riding and started preaching? Think about it, how many of us live our lives that way? Spinning, spinning, spinning and going nowhere? I know I have at times. I’m busy. It’s hectic. There’s so much to do. Yet, when I take a moment to look up from all my spinning, I find I’ve done nothing of value, except work up a sweat.

Life’s too short, folks, to allow busy work to rule. Yeah, there’s no getting around the fact that living on this planet requires a certain amount of just running in place. However, shouldn’t we expect more? I want scenery. I want purpose. I want joy. Don’t settle; at least don’t settle for long.

Okay, old Rusty will have to do for today and from the looks of it, tomorrow as well. But I deserve more. And so do you.

Blessings,

deb

2 comments:

ilflyawayjm said...

Good Grief! is right! Here I was feeling sad about our dreary Missouri day of 45 degrees, but now I'm ashamed of even feeling that way. I'm sorry, Deb. I'm glad you have such a positive spirit and that you can always make good out of something that's a trial or letdown. Love you, and hoping you and Lulu will be back on the road together again before long.

Thoughts from South Moon said...

Thanks, Janet. I guess it's all in perspective. But, you know Wisconsin, this will be gone before you know it. I'm thinking it's our last hurrah before true Spring arrives.