Friday, March 26, 2021

Glory amid the gripes

I've felt tired, unsettled and "off" all week. I think a lot of it has to do with the last week's work marathon. It was hard for me to handle a complex project in a truncated timeline in the isolation of home. Oh well, I've learned a lot about myself during covid, and one thing is that I'm not the complete loner I thought I was. I need the discipline and inspiration that comes from being with others.

I also think I eat way too much sugar and don't move anywhere near enough. This is not good for me. (Duh.) Two mass shootings in two weeks didn't help. Nor did the rollbacks of voting laws. So it's unAmerican to let citizens vote but completely American to let them buy AK47s. I feel bruised by how broken "the other guy" left this country and I worry about how long it will take President Biden to bring us back together.

Anyway, by Wednesday the Project from Hell* was with the client for review. I was trying to get back to some kind of schedule/normalcy and that included eating out of my refrigerator instead of carry out. I saw that there were staples I'd run out of (yogurt, hot dog buns) and decided to stop at the store after picking up my new glasses. As I trotted through the vestibule, I noticed a lot of packages had been delivered. But since I hadn't ordered anything, I didn't pay them any mind.

Upon my return, armed with my new glasses and my hot dog buns and my Chobani, I glanced at the packages again while waiting for the elevator. I mean, there's not much else to look at while waiting for the elevator. Anyway, a long florist box was addressed to me.


They were from Snarkypants. My Snarkela. She had a feeling that I needed a lift and, since Snarky is a woman who always heeds those feelings, she sent me this big, beautiful alstroemeria bouquet.  

Three of us live here, and it's a tossup as to who was most excited when the flowers first entered our home. Reynaldo thought he'd just discovered the most colorful kitty salad bar ever. Connie was enthralled by having a shallow, narrow box to call her own. And I was doing my Grateful Dead twirl dance, "Snarky sent me flowers."

Don't worry, the flowers are now safe in my den

It's her new throne, and it's wonderful

I hope I can pay Snarky's kindness forward. I want to come through for someone when they need a lift, like she did for me. It was glorious.


*April edition. Unfortunately, the client seems happy with my work and may be back for more next month. They are based in Houston, which has been through an awful lot lately and left many of the executives without wifi and consequently cut days out of the March/April timeline. I am hopeful that May will be better. Fingers crossed.

1 comment:

  1. So glad you loved them (and the kitties too!). I love surprises like that, giving and receiving! Makes the days more fun.