There is something magical about Sunday nights for me. Well, "magical" maybe isn't the right word. Maybe more like demoniac. Yeah, that word is better. But, I told myself I was going to be present this weekend...present in all of it. So, here are the three moments of the weekend that so aptly sums up my "presentness." (Is that even a word? I don't think so, but I'm going with it. I'm present in my word make-up, and I'm o.k. with it. I'm embracing it.)
Random thoughts I pondered weekend and for which I was TOTALLY present:
1. Do fast-food-drive-through-window-workers take a class in making you repeat your order 17 times when it is raining outside, so as to make sure you are COMPLETELY drenched by the time you get your food? Why do fast food places have overhangs over the drive through windows, but not at the speaker stops? (I know that isn't what they are called, but since I'm into making up words tonight, I thought I would make up phrases, too...you know...where you stop to order your food--whatever that is called.) If the "order taker man" was more present, would I be so sopping wet by the time I got lunch for my son?
2. Do the people dressed up as the Statue of Liberty waving signs for area's walk-in-tax service think that it is smart to stand on the sidewalk... really close to the street, when it is raining and the storm drains obviously aren't working? I LITERALLY watched a Statute of Liberty get drenched, as he ran away from the street and a car passed at mock 9. Only to walk back toward the street and have mock 9's twin pass immediately afterwards. Was that guy present...or was he thinking about something else?
3. Did the guy that was trying to pick up on me really think I would be turned on when he said, "Yeah, you probably aren't cold since you are wearing a carpet!" A carpet?? A CARPET? In my practice of "being present," I had so many thoughts. First, we call it a sweater dress. A sweater dress that has had several compliments, might I add. Second, all of a sudden, I see why you are your age and never been married. Frankly, I'm kind of surprised you are still even alive. And lastly, a CARPET? Really?
So, maybe "being present" isn't always a good thing for my hamster-wheel-mind. My mind seems to fixate even more on what is in front of me....and more hamsters load up on the proverbial wheels on Sunday night. Now, I shall focus on being present...only with the things that matter.
No wonder I'm tired. ....but....A CARPET, really?? :)