Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Well, I didn't see that coming...

This is a tale of two doors and how they made a crazy girl with an even crazier deadline very, very, um...
crazy(er/est).


Now the door on the right is the entrance to this crazy lady's home, the door on the left is her bedroom. And I must tell you that a crazy lady's bedroom should never, never be in such close proximity to her front door. It is a very faulty design indeed.

For as is typically so with crazy people, every so often this crazy lady gets a wild hair (big projects and the like) that must dictate her life if only for a small season. At which time she says to her husband, who is only crazy by association, that she must put everything else on hold until she is done with her project and or deadline.

Her husband, having lived with her for many years, knows that the best he can say at moments such as these is, "I know you can do it Hun. And I support you 100%."
Which is exactly what he said to her on this her latest project--a bold, nearly (but not completely) impossible writing deadline that both terrifies and delights her on a level that cannot be describe (really, I can't describe it).

So great is her joy that she didn't even loose heart when she remembered that it was her turn to teach Joy School this week. "I can do this." She said. "Yes, I can do anything." Higher than high, gladder than glad... she didn't think anything would ever get her down again.
Until...

...she walked out of her kitchen to greet the other joy school mommies and saw this...

...the left door had been opened! Revealing the side effects of a crazy person's devotion to her crazy projects and or deadlines. Yes, this is my room in all of its Scarlett O'Hara-esque "I can't think about that today, I'll think about it tomorrow" glory (minus the view of the close to knee-high clean laundry pile at the foot of the bed. I spared you--and or me--that).

And so as is also typical with crazy people, I have spent this day laughing and laughing over this very unfortunate mishap (some crazies laugh, others cry. I am of the laughing variety) and have now decided to post the contents of the left door for all to see because when life tries to tell me to be ashamed of my spilled milk, I shake a defiant fist and say, "Ashamed? Ha! Watch, I'll dump the whole gallon."

I know good is coming, it's always coming,
but sometimes we have to take a detour onto the road less traveled to meet it.

4 comments:

4boyzmdmom said...

Laughing is better than crying, I'd say! You are very brave to attempt anything besides Joy School in one week! I hope you make your deadline. About the room...I've seen much worse!

Marcie said...

Whoohooo! Thank you, thank you, thank you! My room is known to look the exact same way. On a regular basis. And that is always the time when my kids suddenly think they need to bring in their friends to look at something on my computer.

Jessica B said...

My husband would totally use those posts as wet shower towel hangers!!!

I agree with Marcie. It's good to know we're not the only ones who have rooms that look like that. :) Hmmm... and my door is rather close to the front door...

MaryRC said...

my bedroom is the catch all. i love that i holler at my children to clean their rooms whilt mine is a hot mess. do what i say, not what i do...