Wow! It's amazing how time has gotten away from me. Life has a way of getting in the way of life, doesn't it?
Life has been presenting many challenges to me of late and as much as I'd like to think I'm rising to the occasion, I find myself paralyzed and stressed out. And not in a stressed out gnashing of teeth kind of way. More of a silent suspenseful, what's going to jump out from behind that closet door kind of way.
For example, I'm in the process of moving. Which is stressful in and of itself, but right now, that stress is compounded by the thought of moving my fridge.
Down a flight of stairs.
Across town.
And into a new place.
I already have trouble walking down stairs just carrying my purse, so trying to navigate a flight of stairs with a heavy appliance seems like a task of herculean proportions. I have several friends who feel that it's not that big of a deal, but if we're only as strong as your weakest link, I'm scared. The weakest link being me, of course.
I've had to do a few things.
1. Put my fear aside. Honestly, what's the worst thing that could happen? I mean, of course, I could be crushed by a fridge at the bottom of the stairwell, but what are the chances of that happening?
2. Put my faith in my friends...and their ability to move heavy objects. I have strong friends who have strong husbands. Well, a strong friend with a really strong husband and a sister who does a lot of heavy lifting on a daily basis. That and I have faith in that and my medical insurance.
3. What doesn't kill me will make me stronger. Well, let's hope for strength gained. We'll see how it goes. I'm for sure going to have to eat my Wheaties in the morning.
I was going to try to bring this around to some kind of point about overcoming adversity, but whatever. We'll see how the move goes and I'll save the triumphant speech for when I've actually overcome it.
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