You know, I can totally relate to Alexander from the book “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.” Just like him, I sometimes feel like sharing my miseries with the world, hoping to gain some sympathy. So, bear with me as I pour out my woes and struggles on this virtual reader board.
Before I dive into my tale, a delightful surprise appeared – our brown nest sitting duck! It caught Dave’s attention, “Look, she’s up!” Anticipation had been building inside me for days, so I hurried to the coop, grabbed my flashlight, and carefully examined the four eggs, one by one. As I shone the light on them, only the top and bottom portions were visible. Consulting an online chart, I discovered that the ducklings might hatch in a little over a week. The excitement is overwhelming, and I simply can’t wait!
There are a couple of things that have been cropping up quite frequently in my recent sessions, and I feel the need to address them. Firstly, many people struggle with revisiting conflicts in a healthy manner. They often find it challenging to approach such discussions with the goal of gaining clarity, understanding, or simply expressing their emotions without engaging in further arguments. It’s essential for everyone out there to break this cycle and allow themselves the space to truly feel what they’re feeling. So, if you find yourself falling into this trap, I urge you to stop and reassess your approach.
Speaking of stopping things, as I write this, the delightful sounds of a gaggle of geese and the chirps of a bald eagle reach my ears through the open window. On both occasions, I rushed to the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of these magnificent creatures, but unfortunately, I missed them. On the topic of birds, I realized that it’s been years since I last heard the owl hooting. I wonder if they are migratory birds? Although I highly doubt it, who knows?
Another thing that’s been weighing heavily on me is the never-ending list of tasks in my yard. The sheer volume of work is overwhelming! As a result, I made the decision to delegate my favorite task, mowing the grass, to Dave. However, there’s still a lot on my plate. I need to uproot the overgrown mint in my garden, blend the compost into the soil in my raised bed, and create a new tier for planting various items.
Back in 2020, when we first moved here, the area where I’m now building my garden was infested with annoying, weed-like daisies. Slowly but surely, I managed to uproot them and transform the sloped, north-facing side of the property, which receives the best sunlight, into a series of stair-like tiers for my garden. While I absolutely love having a garden, the most laborious part is enriching the soil in these newly created areas. It’s a task I despise, but it’s a necessary evil.
So there you have it – my personal rendition of Alexander’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Like him, I sometimes feel the urge to share my misfortunes with the world. However, I’m also reminded that life is full of surprises, both delightful and challenging, and it’s up to us to find joy in the little things and persevere through the tough times. After all, every day brings with it new opportunities, even if they’re hidden beneath layers of toil and frustration.
Love, Jaclynn
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