Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
I should have considered the evidence but I didn't. About a year ago, my Oldest started a remote position for a ministry based in Tennessee. Since she was living with 7 roommates a block or two from NC State's campus, her house was always buzzing with activity. She asked if she could "camp out" during the day to get her work done. It wasn't a problem at all. None of us were there during the day except our furry 78 pound puppy, Banks, and he'd love the company. But the funny thing was what I saw on a daily occurrence. Each afternoon I came in the door, the Oldest was gone and only gum wrappers or an empty coffee mug remained as evidence that she had even been there. Yet, I found one thing odd. Every day, I'd find my comforter and sheets pulled back and pillows in random places on my iron bed. I'd think what a sweet gig it to work remotely and get your job done all while resting in a bed. So very different from my world in Classroom 3126. Other than that, I didn't give it much thought. There are always plenty of other things to keep my brain occupied. However, a recent event caused me to re-examine what was actually occurring back then. Last week, I sat on the sofa. Ok, that may not sound earth-shattering to you, but in my world of running around, homework, dog-walking, and domestic management duties, it's rare. As I just sat there in the peace and quiet, I heard what sounded like the rumblings of thunder. I glanced outside and saw sunny Carolina blue skies. No storms had been mentioned in our forecast. I heard it again. A long pause. Then, again. It almost was shaking the house. I rushed upstairs and just stared at the scene that played out before me. The blur was running....make that bolting from bed to bed, grabbing bedding in his mouth and moving it. Unsatisfied, he'd gallop to the next bedroom and repeat the events.. Each room looked like a twister had touched down on the bed (Disclaimer: TheSeriousAthlete's room looked the same...it always looks that way). He reminded me of the Kentucky Derby when the gates release the penned up eager horses. I'd never seen this side of him before. We always call him crazy, but this took him to a whole new level. He was wild and resembled the Muppet character, "Animal".. Wide-eyed and shaggy hair sticking straight out like a bad 80's hairstyle with all that spray, he just looked at me. I started putting all the pieces together: the pillows on the floor, laundry baskets flipped over, abandoned socks in peculiar places.. It's been Banks all along. I quickly flash backed to the days of the Oldest working in my home. Oh, dear. I gave her grief for taking it easy in my bed back then. It was Banks (or as I shall refer to him when we find bedrooms discombobulated)...Animal.
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