It’s twelve o’clock at night, I am relaxing sitting in bed looking forward to watching a movie, I just rented sipping red wine from a stemless glass ( I am not stoopid – glasses with stems can cause accidents in a bed) after a long, hot day. I lift up to move my laptop and the glass flips up then lands hard. The ounce of red wine, if that – splashes all over my completely white bedding. Ever seen red wine splashed on a white bed? It looks like someone was murdered in my bed. Yikes! I ponder this mess. How can so little red wine create so much destruction? I can’t stand spots on anything – drives me a bit crazy! But it’s late – should I wash it out now or later? I elect to wash the comforter and the blanket. I put the comforter in with a bit of bleach.
When I go down to put it in the dryer, I find that the washer has overflowed because of the largeness of the comforter blocked the back water drain. I struggle to put the wet and heavy comforter into the dryer. Then put the blanket into the washer and begin to clean up the water that is all over the utility room floor. I need to move everything. Just as the water is about cleaned up – I pick up the vanilla coffee in glass bottles resting their cardboard case – not realizing how wet the cardboard is – the four glass bottles fall to the marble floor and break – spilling and splashing coffee and scattering broken glass all over. I am freaking out. Talking to myself by now, as I continue my clean up – stating to the universe, “Bring it on! I will not be broken!” I pick up and take to the trash over and over again – broken glass and coffee soaked paper towels – moving everything on the floor to make sure I get every ounce of this mess cleaned up. Then another two bottles of vanilla coffee fall to the floor and break. I should not have challenged the universe – huh?! I begin to cry as I continue cleaning up. My hands and feet cut by the broken glass. After the floor is clean – I tend to my ‘utility-water/coffee/glass on floor’ war wounds…
Finally! It’s all over with comforter and blanket back on the bed, but with sheets still to be washed – saving for the next day. I settle into watch the movie I ordered. Then the cable goes out. I call the provider and wait ad-nauseam- until finally, I get a person who barely speaks English – who guides me through the process to correct the cable issue -tedious at best – I can barely understand her. I am about to blow, but keep saying to myself – keep calm – stay in awareness. All this is nothing in the whole scheme of things… right!?
The next day, I deal continually with the publishing of my soon to be out book, Daddy Throws Me In The Air… a memoir, self-help book, which I began 25 years ago and knew it was time to complete a few months ago. Dealing with formatting issues… on and on and so forth – I realize the book, I thought would be out in August will not be out until mid-Sept. After spending most all the day on this, I do notget around to washing my red-wine-stained sheets nor do I eat all day – well, nothing but a banana and some vanilla coffee… yes, the same offending vanilla coffee bottles that broke on the utility floor – I had two left after the utility room disaster.
I decide to go to spin class to release the stress and shift the energy. Exercise is a great release and has saved my sanity many-a-time. And whew! It works! After class – having nothing, but a banana all day, I am starving. I decide to pick up ribs at one of my favs. I get home to find the order is incorrect. The ribs have overly hot and spicy sauce when I had ordered honey barbecue. My mouth burns at the first bite causing my empty stomach to hurt. I am beyond starving after working out so hard. I eat a dinner of French fries and coleslaw. And the restaurant promises to make good on my ribs the next time, I pick up ….
As I write this, I am sitting in my freshly washed white bed sipping ‘white’ wine. The moral of this story is? Don’t sip red wine while sitting in an all white bed – or things just happen and when they do, it’s one irritation after another – or after the chaos comes peace – or !@#$%^$#@!#$%^%$#@$%
There is a process included in my book to assist in releasing limiting imprints, negative belief systems and stress. I created it and use it all the time – for the little and the big things…