Attack of the Closet

I just wanted to get my jacket because it was raining. When I opened the closet, my head was bombarded by a kite, softball glove and batting helmet. Then my jacket got hung up on the hanger and by a scarf from another coat. I kicked the sporting goods into submission, shoved the door closed, ran to my car and was ever-so-pleased to find my left foot was wet because my boot has become unglued from the sole.

angerI always tell my girls that reactions are a choice. As I backed out of the garage, Thing 2 piped up, “Mom! You have your Sherlock coat on!” Didn’t know a jacket could make my kid so excited, but  her words reminded me of the way I could steer my day following the Attack of the Closet.

 

So, I remembered the day on the beach with the kite—with my family and my sister, brother-in-law and niece. It was one of my favorite vacations. We hung out. The girls went on walks. We visited a lighthouse. It was so low-key and perfect.

 

The softball mitt has seen Hubs through a few seasons with the church team. Even the years he was sidelined with injuries.

 

Dear batting helmet: I bought you in hopes Thing 1 would play softball. Alas, that hasn’t happened, but I will tuck you away in case Thing 2 decides it is the sport for her. Don’t feel slighted if you find yourself in a garage sale.

 

And the rain? Praise God for it! Maybe it’ll bring our area out of the drought. I can deal with a wet sock. Besides, my sister made these socks for me and they are snazzy.

Sock

It’s all about the choices. Even I a head slap to remember sometimes.

dinozzo-head-slap-o

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About sarahb5149

When tasked with how to describe myself, I get quiet, leading people to believe that I am trying to come up with something deep and meaningful. In fact, I am trying to decide which to display without confusing them. I'm a Christian. And that doesn't mean that I simply say it - I love the Lord and have figured out over the years that He knows what He's doing, even when I am stomping my feet or looking at Him like I have no clue what is going on (*hint* it happens more than I'd care to admit). Writing has been a passion of mine since I was a wee lil' thing; I kept my first poem in all of it's stammering, unevenness. Wife and mom, daughter and sister, aunt and Sunday School teacher, I adore the roles that God has given me. A bit of a sci-fi nerd, geek and self proclaimed dork, there isn't much that I won't try at least once...unless it involves mayonnaise because that stuff is just gross. View all posts by sarahb5149

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