....there'd be days like this,
there'd be days like this,
my Mama said....
Yesterday was one for the books.
You know the kind... where at some point you wish you had just gone back to bed
and pulled the covers over your head.
The kind where you back your John Deere tractor out of the tractor garage,
very meticulously watching the oversize mower deck attached to its middle,
so that you don't side-swipe the garage door opening....
very slowly and carefully backing up with your eyes on the mower deck...
while, unbeknownst to you the bucket on the front of the mower is about to
clip the garage door...
and you end up pulling the front corner right off the garage.
Yup, that kind of day.
And then after you call the contractor and suggest that he be hired on retainer...
because these kinds of things seem to happen all to frequently lately...
the tractor breaks down...
ending up needing a gear box rebuilt.
For about a half hour I had a full blown pity party....
complete with thoughts of selling the farm.
And then I saw this fellow.
And he let me get close and listened to my tale of woe...
without even pulling his head into his shell.
What more could you ask of a friend?
And I realized that moments like this are worth several screwed up garage doors (it's fixable).
Besides....
life is short...
and sometimes its even shorter.
So we can't sweat the small stuff....like garage doors and gear boxes.
Nope.
We have to marvel and be amazed at the small stuff...
like a turtle who's willing to listen to your complaints
with a half-smile on his face!
PS: I thought it best not to ask this fellow why his nose is on his forehead!
I may have mentioned, however, that turtleneck season is over.
(To answer a question from yesterday:
I find my random fairy garden paraphernalia at local garden centers....
of which we are blessed to have many in this part of the world.)
Comments
Love his coloring.. those eyes!
Seems everyone everywhere had that kind of day at the beginning of this week, I kid you not!
Let me tell you about the time I was slowly, carefully backing my Volvo out of the garage as I gave instructions to my son, the one standing in the doorway of the hall into the house... with the door of the car partially open so he could hear me.... yeah. Not only did I screw up the garage door frame, the Volvo needed a new door. *sigh.
I just know the week will get better and better.
For a minute there I thought a snapping turtle snapped you too!
Yep-life is too short to dwell on the "oh darns". I try to always find the OH GOODY(s) in everyday life. xo Diana
Mary
Thanks for sharing your life on the farm with the rest of us. Love your blogs!