"No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow." ~Lin Yutang

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

what can happen in just 5 minutes:

May 4, 2010

in about five minutes, the following happened:

Current mood:contemplative
i looked at the clock.
i realized starboy was going to need to eat soon.
i realized that i hadn't started dinner yet.
i got out some chicken.
i got out a frying pan.
i turned on the stove.
i put oil in the pan.
the phone rang.
i answered it.
it was the guy who bought our jeep.  he was wondering if we'd received the title yet.  i told him we hadn't, but i hadn't checked the mail.
i ran out to the mailbox.
i found a letter from our lender. 
i opened the letter and told him that it said, "the state you reside in has an electronic title..."
i told him that i would call the lender.
i hung up.
i dialed the lender.
i placed the frozen chicken in the HOT oil.
oil splattered and sizzled. 
i quickly remove the chicken from the HOT oil.
with the chicken in one hand, i removed the hot oil and pan from the stove with the other.
i then dropped the chicken in the hot oil so that i'd have two hands.
the hot oil splattered and sizzled.
i carried the pan away from the stove further.
i sat on the phone and listened to them ask me if i wanted to speak english or spanish (for about the fifth time).
i pushed 1.
i grabbed another piece of chicken and put it in the pan i was holding.
the oil splattered and sizzled.
i almost dropped the pan.
fire started (out of no where) on the stovetop.
i panicked a little.
i looked for a place to set the hot pan.
i tried to whip out my third hand.
the phone kept repeating the same unapplicable automated choices.
the fire went out, on the stove.
wolfie opened the back door (because we hate the smoke smell in our house.  she was anticipating it.  it wasn't smokey.)
i dialed my ssn into the phone.
i grabbed the third piece of chicken.
i placed it on the other two, in the skillet.
i dialed my ssn into the phone.
i growled at the phone's response to the repeated unappicable automation.
i dialed my ssn into the phone.
i walked to the sink, slipping lightly on the slippery floor.
i opened the window to let a breeze in.
i turned the stove off.
i wiped the skillet off.
i set the skillet back on the stove.
i talked with the lady on the phone.
i called back the guy who bought our jeep.
i sighed.
i turned back on the stove.
i wiped up the splattered oil on the counter, floor, and stove.
i took starboy and sat down to feed the sweet babe.

i feel like there was some more to that recaptured time...

multi-tasking?  oh yes.  my life?  oh yes.  love it?  most of the time!

Try to remember, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."

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