more normal than not

My lower back is messed up right now.

That’s kind of spooky when what you do for a living involves driving all day and getting in and out of your vehicle.

That’s hard when you can’t put on your socks in the morning.

I’ve been trying to stretch….keep moving….rest….all sorts of things….but it doesn’t seem to be getting better.

This morning I went for a walk at 4:30….thinking that the warm-up might make the stretching more effective.

When I was walking, I thought, “man….don’t be a pud! Some of your people were probably Vikings! They could get an arm cut off in battle and still keep on fighting! Don’t let delivering the mail put you down for the count! Don’t let it happen!”

I don’t think I used that many exclamation points when I was thinking something close to those thoughts, though.

Toughness is a habit…it’s a lifestyle.

I’m no Viking….but I can be tough.

Right?

I’ve got to go….I can’t sit in this chair any longer….

Jenny was talking about some confusion over a letter that was returned to Sparrow’s preschool the other day.

The letter was for an elderly member of the congregation….but it got sent back to the preschool because it couldn’t be delivered.

The delivery person had handwritten what looked like “WTF” on the envelope….and the people talking about the returned letter were pretty shocked by what they saw.

“That’s for one of elderly shut-ins. She’ll be confused by what was written on this letter. I wonder who would do that?”

Jenny saw what was written on the letter and set them straight.

“Peter told me that it said “UTF”….not “WTF”.  He had some confusion in his office about that….”

I write some of my endorsements quickly….so  a co-worker had mentioned that she always wondered why I always wrote “WTF” on the letters that couldn’t be delivered.

Funny.

Sometimes, though, I do wonder if “WTF?” isn’t more appropriate that a simple and Illegible “UTF”.

Makes sense to me.

I have a lot of those “WTF” moments working for the USPS.

Those aren’t any stranger to my experience delivering the mail.

But….it’s “UTF” that I’m trying to convey when I’m scribbling an endorsement on your mail.

Unable to Forward….not What the F……?

UNABLE TO FORWARD.

There’s no reason to pour salt on an already dissatisfying situation.

Some folks hate affirmations.

They think they’re goofy.

I need some positivity this morning.

Whether affirmations actually do anything might be open to debate….but, this morning especially, I need some positive input to get me through the day.

I brought my car back from the garage last night and the power steering line that I paid them to fix for the second time was leaking again by the time I pulled into the driveway.

That is upsetting.

That’s the most controlled way I have of saying that.

I was (to put it lightly) quite disappointed.

Waiting on parts to come in and finding that they don’t work after they’re installed….just like the last time you replaced them….is confusing.

They say that one mark of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.

Maybe it’s time to cut my losses at $150.00 and pursue a different path?

These guys at the mechanic’s shop aren’t doing anything to help me.

Maybe it’s time to do something different?

I believe that what we think about sets the tone for everything in our lives.

I’m know that my Jeep is repairable.

Not understanding why it keeps leaking is as much of a bother as the actual leak is.

But, you know? Being tormented over a thing is crazy.

Even a thing as necessary to your work as a right hand drive Jeep Cherokee that you’ve been nursing along and that has 280,000 hard miles on it.

It is crazy to let a thing set the tone for how you feel about the world.

I need to lighten up and figure this all out.

I need to lighten up.

Period.