Monday, 24 September 2012

One Of Those Days.

Are you like me?
If so, then you know how it is.
You wake up in fine form, but by the time you have nagged, cajoled and hustled everyone to where they need to be you are in decidedly bad form.
What you ate for breakfast you know you shouldn't have, but you were too disorganised, or too busy, over the weekend, to plan better, and you drank too much coffee.
And on top of that it is raining, and the washing that was dry but you never brought in, is now soaked through and lying on the soggy grass.
And the traffic was hell, so you were late for school.

It happens more often than I care to admit.
Usually I do have a tendency to be a bit of a Pollyanna, but this is something I have consciously become, and at one point in one of my rants this morning I found myself telling my children that school, the rain, life, is so much easier if viewed from the perspective of such sages as Billy Connolly, or Reinhold Niebhur that there are some things we cannot change, so we might as well accept them, and just get on with it. It makes for a far happier and easier life. Yes, it's raining, so we better bring a raincoat!
Believe me, the irony of my own grumpiness in the midst of this was not lost on me.

But none of this is nothing that a good shoulder stand, followed by a cup of Lady Grey tea cannot sort out, so I take myself off to an hour and a half of yoga, and now I am back to 'normal', enjoying my tea as I look out the window at the rain that blows across the marsh, listening to something soothing. And I know this is just one of those days when the daily grind takes a sneaky little dig at me when I am unprepared. There will be more, some other time, and yes, they tend to follow a period of blissful contentment and happiness, but they truly are just one of the knottier threads in my weave.
They are there and I'll just have to admire the texture they give my days.


ramona said...

the knots and threads, some threadbare in places, make for a beautiful cloth. yours is stunning!

Kerry O'Gorman said...

Yes...breathe, Lady Grey and being real...the human condition, day to day and knowing how to rebalance.
Live, Love, Yoga!

Poetry24 said...

Recognising those things that we can't change, is a good place to be, Ciara. Your two closing sentences say it perfectly.

Mise said...

Your morning household sounds very like mine, Ciara. Some days only a few things go wrong, others more. When I come home from the school run I make a fire and it slows the pace.

Ciara Brehony said...

Thank you, Ramona. Yes, even the threadbare is beautiful. It does us good to remember this!

Ciara Brehony said...

Kerry, yes, ahh, the human condition! And those three simple words of wisdom. Thank you!

Ciara Brehony said...

Thank you, Martin!

Ciara Brehony said...

Mise, that is the secret, isn't it? That little but important thing we do that brings us back into ourselves. :-)