Did you know it is possible to read for two hours and not be interrupted except to move the loads from the washer to the dryer? No? I didn't either. It was a really cool experience. Except that it kept me from my plan.
The husband was home working. The boys stayed with him doing schoolwork. I went off, free as a lark to do laundry. Who knew it could be fun? Who knew?
Thanks for your prayers for Roo. He's still a little sore. We're cautiously watching. Parenting is oooooooooooooh so hard. I often question God and wonder why He trusted me with such precious gifts. I need to pray more.
So for a few minutes before I go make a terrible mess, I'll offer my odd thoughts and a quiz.
Blogthings is almost always entertaining. Often they have some quiz that hits a nerve or a funny bone. This particular one coincided with a post that has been rumbling around in my head for a while. The idea first:
I was thinking, if someone used their five senses individually how would I appear?
Touch--I feel like: a pillow for my kids
Hearing--I sound like: my mother, my sister, a broken record
Smell--I smell like: hopefully you won’t smell me unless you are very close and then it will be a little lavender and a trace of perfume
Taste--I taste like: I don’t know, but the dog licks me occasionally and so does the cat—wait, they also forage in the trash—that might not be good…bad one.
Sight--This was the sense that got me started thinking the most because...
I must look like: a store employee--people will often come up to me in a store and ask me if I know where a certain item can be found, or if I have tried Product X and did I like it, or what is my opinion on a certain item, or do I do beadwork and how would I recommend getting started?
Aisle 6, yes I like it, haven't used it, and I'd say don't start because it's addictive and there is no such thing as having enough beads. Oooops...
I obviously look like: a tall person who can reach the top shelf. This particular one blessed me because I have had people in wheelchairs and older people ask me to reach things for them. They chose me when I wasn't the only one in the aisle. That blessed me. I also had a mom who was considerably shorter than I was ask me and enjoyed helping her too. She said she thought they'd get mad if she started climbing the shelving or let her children.
And, even before children I must have looked like: a mommy, I've had lost children come up to me, one sibling approached me because her sister was stuck in the basket-type swing at a park, at my sons' activity I've helped with hair and lost items and entertainment--I used to keep a large variety of card games in my bag. This has always blessed me too, that children aren't afraid to come up to me.
And for all of my crotchety-ness I must look like: someone who will listen. People have told me startling things about their lives in what started as conversations meant to pass the time. Most recently I've heard about the loss of a parent and the loss of a son. This bothers me sometimes because I never know what the right things are to say. So I pray a lot, but never enough, I am sure.
I wondered about posting this. I was afraid it could be construed as more than it was--a look at my reflection in the mirror of others. Most often I feel like I come up lacking. More times than not I'm sure I've been a poor example of Christian love. But the times I've actually been able to provide something for someone else have always and undoubtedly blessed me more than anyone I might have helped.
Which leads to the quiz:
Are You Approachable?
You Are Very Approachable
You can talk to anyone, and it shows. People are eager to start conversations with you.
You are open and friendly. You are willing to connect with almost anyone.
While it's great to be approachable, there is such a thing as too approachable.
Eventually someone will try to take advantage of you. Don't be afraid to say no or end an awkward conversation.
So, are you approachable? And, if you are so inclined--how do others perceive you if they use their five senses?
Off to paint. Replacements for the dryer and washer are showing up on Saturday. Guess what I got for Christmas?