Fresh Out of Give a *bleep*!!

Ever have one of those days? While productive its busy, draining and energy zapping. You giphyget home, put on those comfy lounge pajama pants, climb on the sofa, eat a sleeve of thin mints and wipe the chocolate residue that has built up on your thumb and first finger on your pant leg. Yup, you have reached your limit. Fresh out of give a *bleep*. You have reached the end of your give-a-care limit when you can’t muster the strength to care what they eat for dinner, what that smell is or if the beeping you hear is a low battery alert or warning that the house is filling with carbon monoxide. Yup, fresh out….

frustration2Today I had one of those days. It started out with a late alarm (thanks to the raging winds all night) but it was productive. I was tackling my to-do list with gusto, a smile on my face and a pep in my step. On cue, here comes the phone call that sucks the life out of you and your euphoric accomplishment feeling fizzles like a popped balloon zipping around the room making raspberry sounds. It is quickly replaced with an introspective grumble of why am I bothering?  Logically you know road rage is not okay….but today, in my sunshine mood,  I had a full understanding of why it happens. As I patiently waited my turn (hmmmm…looks like I’m car #250) to turn left at the light at the end of the highway off ramp, I saw the car whizz by on my right. Logic reasons they are driving past the 300 cars lined up on the left in order to make a right. That’s logical…AND …wrong!!

ap68794896-2e16d0ba-fill-735x490My turn to make the left….here comes the car on my right trying to turn left.. in front of me. Now I just lost 20 minutes of my life sitting in line….inching along, performing my best concert of  Chrisette Michelle, KEM and Adele at the top of my lungs as I waited my turn. You reeeaaallly think you don’t have to earn your turn by making that time payment the 249 cars in front of me paid?  Enter logic & understanding of road rage riiiggghht here. Fresh out of give a *bleep*, I rationalized how I could easily live with the missing headlight I’m about to have as I make my point & teach this guy what happens when he doesn’t wait his turn. As my Dad used to say — educate the world one ignoramus at a time.

Which brings me back to where I started. On my sofa,  in my comfy pj pants, deflated,img_1611
fresh out if give a darn with zero capacity to take or give any more. I am finished ‘adulting’. SuperMom is laying on a bed of Kryptonite….zapped of my super power & cape on the floor. Over being an adult immaturely making a meal out of these thin mints and wiping my fingers on my pants.

In all of this, blah there is a gust of wind that rattles my window and jolts me back to gratefulness.  I am grateful to have a warm home to come to,  sofa to sit on, cookies to eat, a car to crash into traffic etiquette offenders…I mean transportation to & from work (thank God for a job) and even when I feel no one else does, I know God loves and cares for me. When I have not an ounce of give a darn Luke 12:27-31 brings me comfort, as I glare at the world from Under my Brim (on my sofa).UnderHerBrim_Blog

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