I am reminded constantly in life that when I am whining about something it is almost always about what I would classify as a first world problem.
In other words, I am being silly and too caught up in my own stuff.
It is easy enough to do and we are all guilty of this, aren't we, since by its very definition personal problems are, well, personal to the person involved.
Sometimes however, a little levity is required.
Folks, I am here to provide that levity. I share because I care.
You may recall my giddy abandon as I decreed my intention to paint the sitting room off my kitchen coral.
Well, dear son (whose painting skills appear to be disintegrating even as we ask him to paint more - could this be a Superman-Kryptonite thing?) and a chum painted yesterday.
|I need to lie down - in another house...|
|A nice colour for a padded room...|
You'd be hard pressed to find a more obnoxious shade and believe me, it looks worse in real life.
Duly chastened, I called our interior decorator friend, who made an emergency visit and has me on the right path. Yup - first world problem, first world solution.
I feel vomitous (I know that's not a word, but it needs to be!) when I am in the room right now. It is, shall we say, overwhelming in its ability to recall Pepto Bismol and Don Johnson Tshirts in the 80s all in one fell swoop.
More pictures to come when this is fixed on the weekend.
Yup - definitely a first word problem, and a funny one at that. I wish all of my mistakes in life only cost $50 and a few hours of my son's questionable labour...
As a palate cleanser, I offer my bleeding heart (how appropos), which is just starting to bloom:
I have no worries at all, when I get to look at something as beautiful as this and when the people I love are healthy!
Now that I have perspective, I am going back in that room to meditate. With both eyes squeezed tightly shut....
Have a great day and stay safe out there!