Let me set the scene. I'm sitting at my desk in my office. I have no windows in my office so I like to make my own productive work atmosphere. First, I light a great smelling candle. Next, I make sure I've got great music playing. Right now I'm listening to Sufjan Stevens presents Songs for Christmas (I highly recommend it). Next I make sure that all projects except the one I'm currently working on is put away in the 'IN' box or filed away and out of my vision. (I know, that part shocks you :) Finally, I fix myself a nice cup of hot tea or hot chocolate or something else hot. Then I almost snuggle down in my chair and go about the business of being completely focused on my task whether it's answering emails, corresponding with church visitors or managing a big gathering. So you can imagine that in this state of comfortable but intense concentration, I was appalled by the strange movement I caught from the corner of my eye. Alanis couldn't have sung it better. It was a cockroach taking a casual stroll across my desk. I'm pretty sure it noticed me long before I noticed it and I'm even surer that when I looked at it, it raised an eyebrow and muttered, "Now how do you like your atmosphere, sister?" My murder attempt failed so now it's lurking about my office plotting it's next appearance.
Why can't I ever be more prepared for the unexpected? When will I ever learn that I'm not really in control of how things go. I can try and try and will probably try for the rest of my life to set the scene for the perfect moment, week...life. So these little 'reminders' that the unexpected is going to happen are healthy wake up calls for me to keep things in perspective. All that said, I'd still really want to smush that roach!
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