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Sunday was a crazy day for me. It was planting time here in the country and the garden needed quite a bit of work. The last week I was sick, and then we had out of state commitments. So, I took a day off from church and set myself a schedule to get the the dirt work done and fulfill family and friend obligations. The planned schedule was something like this:

8:00 am get gasoline for the tractor

8:20 to 9:00 plow the garden

9:15 to 12:00 use the box blade and rippers to smooth the garden

12:00 to 1:00 lunch breakfast

1:15 to 2:30 use the tractor and cultivator to make nice neat rows in the garden.

2:30 to 2:45 put the tractor up

2:45 to 3:30 get cleaned up for a friend’s birthday party.

3:30 to 7:00 enjoy fun with friends at the party.

No need to read the details, but here is what ACTUALLY happened

Late start – On the tractor at about 9:00 while my wife Kelli gets the gas for me.

9:20 – Three point hitch breaks on the tractor

9:20 to 12:30 grinding and welding to fix the hitch

12:30 to 1:00 lunch breakfast

1:00 start to plow. After three passes, the pitch change link broke

1:00 to 3:00 remove the link, set up a jig, grin both ends and weld it up

3:00 to 5:00 went to put the link back on but the plow was stuck. I pulled, prodded, tried a come-along but the plow was buried too much.

5:00 to 5:30 fed the horses, dragged the plow to the edge of the garden, unhitched it, and hooked up the box blade

5:30 to 7:00 smoothed dirt and got the garden ready to plant. Success

7:00 to 7:30 is showered ate, and then….

7:30 Read Facebook post about my friend’s birthday party I was supposed to have been at 3 ½ hours earlier. With all that happened I forgot something important that I was looking forward to all week!

At the end of the day our garden was ready, I was tired and missed my friend’s party. If you read the list above then you can see that there were several opportunities for me to be angry and frustrated. Ironically, I kept thinking of something I had read. Between our experiences and our reactions to those events, there is a moment where we can choose our response. At each moment of frustration, I remained calm, accepted what happened, then created a solution. The only exception was my friend’s party. When I realized that I had let him down, I really felt bad and apologized profusely, THEN accepted that there was nothing else to be done at the time.

As someone who has had a lot of grief from a short temper, this was quite an accomplishment. My hope is that by sharing the events of my “day off”, you might be inspired. Instead of thinking about how bad your morning is, why not just be grateful is isn’t as bad as my Sunday was! <grin> … and remember that whatever happens, you can choose “anger or acceptance”.

Have a great day everyone!

 

~Bill