Sometimes, through no fault of your own, life starts to get a little bit frantic. You look down the road a bit and see chaos, disorder, and general suckiness headed your way. It’s the way life is. You have to take the bad with the good.
My first instinct, as is probably the case for many of you, is to scramble around, creating order where there will soon be none. Batten down the hatches, as it were. I find myself swiffering within an inch of my life. Dust bunnies are rounded up and vacuumed to their death. The refrigerator is purged of suspicious contents. Every article of clothing is washed and pressed. Deerslayer’s socks look fabulous! Then I collapse for the evening, after preparing a killer meal, with a couple glasses of a soothing beverage… and brace myself for an upcoming crisis.
I’m not saying that this tactic is a good one, just the one I’ve always employed. It usually leaves me frazzled and exhausted in the face of chaos, disorder, and general suckiness. This year’s first stumbling block has me stepping back and trying something new, a more relaxed approach.
I will take life one day at a time, handle things that I’m able to, pray about the things I can’t, and appreciate and be thankful for my loving family, friends, and sunrises at a South Texas Hunting camp. And throw in a few posts as well. Who am I kidding? Head ’em up. Move ’em out, dust bunnies!