Sometimes little things can get in the way of experiencing a trouble-free day. I seldom experience weariness, but when I entertain the notion, it is like letting my guard down and I become absorbed in worse possible case kind of scenarios. The General will tell me to "let it go", and it always lights my fire even more when she says that. It probably angers me because I know she's right.
My receipt of a check yesterday from the insurance company related repairing damage to my truck felt like a brutal affront. The thirty-six hundred dollar-plus check they sent me, falls well over $10,000 short of what the body shop is now telling me is necessary to eradicate the hail damage. The body shop also told me they will deal with my insurance company, and that I didn't need to worry.
My personally receiving a check differs from the protocol I expected or had been told would take place. I was responsible for paying the $100 deductible for my comprehensive coverage to the body shop, and the insurance company would pay body shop the rest. I figure if I cash the check from the insurance company, my truck is toast unless I pony-up an additional ten grand.
Okay, so you're thinking I need to call the insurance company and get this squared away. Trust me, I've picked up the phone a couple of times and then determined that only the body shop has the information and specifics needed to make this right. I need to sit on my laurels and allow the car repair people to handle the discrepancy.
That is one example of a mental hurdle that clouds my mind this morning. There are also a couple of others. Truth of the matter, nothing I'm dealing with is a life and death situation, but I allow myself to fall into a quagmire of weariness that spoils what could be a perfectly good day.
Do you ever do that? Maybe under the auspices of misery loves company, I want you to say "yes." If you agree with me, you've just set yourself up for the General to tell you to "let it go."
It is strange how this works, when I sat down at my computer this morning, I had no idea what I was going to write. In the resources of my thoughts, the faint sound of garbled words to the tune of "Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters" filled my head. It was a stretch for me to sort out what I was hearing.
I went for a hearing test yesterday and it was unlike any other hearing test I have experienced. At one point in the test, there was a background of several people talking and my need to listen for the sound of a woman's voice and to repeat back what I heard. You'd think after being 10-days shy of our 56th wedding anniversary, focusing on the sound of a woman's voice would not represent a problem. Then again, the General says I don't pay attention.
If the traffic jam of mixed thoughts and sounds fill your head this morning leaving you weary, you might listen to the sound of: "…when you're weary Feeling small When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all…. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind."
All My Best!
Don
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