Hodge Podge Keeping your cool by June McInnes
My family say I’m a patient person, I’ve said this before, I’m not so sure about that but ok, thanks for the compliment, I try. However today, mmmmm today, that was a test for sure, I am sure if my husband had had these problems, he would have been more than a little angry at the end of it, I actually surprised myself today, here’s how it went...
Got up, made coffee, scaled my thumb, ouch, never mind just a normal thing for me.
Drank coffee, poured a small amount in my nightstand drawer as I’d forgotten I’d taken out my diary to add a few things to it. It splashed just about everything it could in there and made it all sticky.. .had a shower, hit my instep on the shower tray and brushed the underside of the foot, I’ll get over it, after dressing and putting my pants on backward (lucky I’m told) I went into the kitchen to cook some eggs for the family’s breakfast. Not too strenuous, the eggs were cold, so they spat, and I am now sporting a nice line in red spatters down the side of my face, which smart, don’t worry I say to myself, carry on...
I serve breakfast, do lunchboxes, go back into my son to wake him up over six times, end up taking him an egg sandwich and a coffee to save time, make more coffee in a flask for my hubby to take to work and wave them off. Phew!
Hurray I thought, that’s over with, perhaps the rest of my morning will go smoother, after all it’s just me and our pets here now... we’ll was I wrong, I decided to make bread and I have a couple of bread makers that are second hand but they do the job just fine, they mix the bread and I finish it, saves me and my arthritis a lot of strain, so off
I go, measuring and pouring into these machines. I wait for the warm up and turn the other one on the same time, so they finish together, what’s that sound? I look at my bread makers and find one isn’t working properly, I realize it’s not going around in time to the sounds. I turn it off and take out the pan, I plunge my clean hands into the bread mix, the paddle had come off and it’s in the dough somewhere, I find it stuff it back on the spigot and hope for the best, nope, it won’t do it, I repeat the procedure, nope, I end up having to take the dough mixture, which isn’t mixed completely out of the pan and wrestle the paddle back on ( without the paddle the bread doesn’t get mixed) I got it on, put back the dough and re set the bread maker. Turned around and fell over our spaniel, flour everywhere, dog looking like he’d been outside in the snow, me doing the splits.
All interesting stuff, but I still wasn’t angry.
I made a coffee for me and got a doggie treat for the dog, he was as surprised as I was when I turned around and barrelled over him. I took a small break and then went back to it. The bread maker was finally humming along with my dough, I knew what I was going to cook for lunch and I needed to tidy down and wash up the kitchen. I opened the dishwasher and the shelf fell off its track, well that was invigorating, I had a few glasses in there and was now trying to stop them from falling down and smashing. Eventually I got it back on, but not without a lot of heaving and huffing, but that’s the kind of morning I’ve had
I’m still not cross or angry, it didn’t make me loose my cool either which is nice.
So many people today just seem to fly off the handle for the least little thing, I was surprised by my own calmness today, I would have thought that I’d explode, but no, I didn’t. I suppose I am more patient than I think I am, perhaps my family are right after all.
We shall see, time to put some burn cream on my thumb and think about what to do for supper tonight. As always, be nice to one another and try to be more patient with others, especially the old. Keep your cool.