That’s a saying from my childhood…from when our lives got rather hectic. “Never a dull moment!” Usually it was my mom who said that.
My dad’s favorite comment was “No rest for the wicked…and the righteous don’t need any.” He left it up to us to decide which category we were in at any particular moment.
I’m feeling a bit like I’d like a few dull moments…but it’s not going to happen any time soon.
- a wedding this weekend–followed by approximately two weeks of our teenage grandson staying with us while his dad and stepmom are on their honeymoon;
- doctor’s appointment for the groom-to-be on Friday to see if he is going to need surgery on his hip–which he injured helping some folks in our congregation move;
- a move by my youngest brother and his husband halfway across the country–which came up a couple of weeks ago because of a job transfer;
- dealing with some interesting financial questions related to housing;
- major–and time-consuming projects at work that are on a tight schedule; and
- continuing to deal with my mother and her rehab for her broken hip.
The last one is what precipitated my thinking back on this statement. She has always been independent, and so the loss of control that she is feeling while in rehab is challenging for everyone! I’m delighted that she’s wanting to do things on her own, but I’m also worried, because she is not able to keep in memory the fact that she’s not supposed to be getting up on her own. Nor does she remember that she’s there on doctor’s orders–not from her own choice.
This morning when I went to see her, I discovered her in a recliner down by the nurse’s station–where they can keep an eye on her. They also have a chair alarm on her wheelchair, and a bed alarm on the bed. The nurse’s comment was, “She’s a busy little lady!”
Oy vey! What all has she been up to that I’m not aware of??
I guess this is part of the spice of life. But can I put in my request for a few bland days?