Molly and the New Comforter

As we have been emptying out my dad's house in preparation for selling it, a couple of new pieces of furniture have made their way to our bedroom. There's the wing chair that my mother always sat in.....especially at Christmas and other family gathering times. After all, it was in the living room and we hardly ever went in there! I also have a small table that sat next to my dad's chair in the den, the little table where he kept his Bible and other reading materials. This table and chair are now part of my reading corner in our bedroom. However, because the chair is a beautiful paisley fabric, mostly blue, pink and rust in color, it really clashed with the comforter on our bed. So I forced myself (see me smile!!) to get a new comforter. And this new comforter is giving Molly all kinds of grief.


The problem is that Molly is no longer allowed on our bed! That would be the bed that she previously viewed as her own and occasionally allowed us to sleep in! The new comforter is a very pale blue that looks like silk (it's actually polyester) and I would like for it to look new for at least a little while! And doggie noses, doggie hair, doggie scratching around to find the perfect spot......all these things can age my new comforter very quickly. There is also the anticipation of coming surgery and wanting to break the doggie habit of jumping up onto the bed at will in order to ward off the potential disaster of a small dog landing herself right on my surgically-repaired ankle!

So, Molly is now terribly confused and I really think I have hurt her feelings! After all, she has no idea that she is a dog, so limits on her personal freedom make no sense to her at all. A part of me feels really bad about all this, but I also find myself chuckling when I see her sitting on the floor next to the bed and just staring up as if remembering how good life used to be! There's also the part of me that can sympathize with her confusion. There are a lot of things about life that don't make sense to me either!

I Love Fall!

Love the colors, love the falling leaves, love the way they crunch under my feet, love how the colors are changing from day to day, love the crispness of the air and that slight chill every morning. I love that every time fall comes around it's a little bit different. Last year we had brilliant reds.....this year's colors are primarily yellows and golds, more muted color than last year, but still so beautiful. I love it!

Waiting

I'm not very good at waiting. In fact, let me go ahead and state the obvious (or obvious at least to those who know me best).......I am not a patient person! I don't do waiting well. I am very much a "make a decision and get on with it" kind of person. If you have ever done any study of personality types using the DISC model, you will recognize that there is a lot of "D" in me.....get to the point, don't waste my time, like to be in control, not particularly patient. And that part of my personality is having a really hard time right now!

Having accepted the advice of my orthopedist that I need ankle surgery and having accepted his recommendation to see a foot and ankle specialist about that surgery, I now find myself in the position of having to WAIT until mid-November for an appointment with that specialist. It's making me nuts!! I'm ready to get this done!! Part of the waiting is knowing what's coming and dreading it......and all the mind games I play with myself about that. Part of the problem is trying to anticipate how a doctor I have never yet met will think, anticipate what he will say, anticipate the scheduling process.....particularly with holidays coming. And certainly part of the problem is that I am really tired of living with this pain and would just like to have the problem fixed!

On the other hand, it must be said that I am learning some really valuable lessons about waiting, and about Who is in control! I'm being reminded over and over that this is part of the "all things" that are working together for my good (Romans 8:28). And while I still don't like waiting, I hope that I am learning to let go, to yield control, and to recognize that, in every circumstance of life......both good and not so good......God has a plan and a purpose and "He has made everything beautiful IN HIS TIME." (Ecclesiastes 3:11)