The Bounce Box

My daughter and I have this thing going on with the box of Bounce dryer sheets. Every time I reach in the cabinet to retrieve the box, the lid of the box is mashed in. It makes me smile when I see it.

It shows me my daughter has her own way of doing things. When I use the bounce box, I ‘tuck’ the lid in, but she just mashes it. I’ve never showed her how to properly close the box, so she adapted her own way.

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She’s growing up, and doesn’t ask very often how to do things anymore. I’m glad. I’m not the type of Mother that believes it has to be done a certain way.

I want her to find her own way.

Maybe I will find her way better and mash the lid down too! If I was the last person to use it, she sees that it’s tucked, so she can choose to tuck it instead.

I’m not going to ask her to conform.

We have our own way of doing things, but at least they get done. You just keep doing you darling because it makes me smile. Just like my boss told me, “It’s only Pizza!“, this is only the bounce box!

It’s Only Pizza!

Everyday at the pizza place is different.

It depends on who and how many walk in.

When I leave to go home, God shows me a little snippet of why I’m there. Last night was no exception. I made mistakes.

Mistakes (1)

I work the front of the restaurant alone.

Lastnight, several families came in at once.

I was trying to take their order as quickly as possible and get them seated, so they could enjoy their evening meal. I need to stop moving so quickly.

Two families ordered beer with their pizza. The register has changed. You used to be able to tap the name of the beer and it would add it automatically, but we’ve added pitchers of beer along with mugs.

Now you have to choose the size, or it doesn’t know the dollar amount to charge. Just the name of the beer and $0.00 appear. I forgot to tap the ‘mug’ size, so I had just given 4 people free beer. 😦

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I addressed one couple about my mistake. They didn’t think anything of it. The woman came up to the counter to pay, and ordered two more.

Then there was this sweet, elderly couple sitting over in the corner. Sipping their beer and enjoying the pizza. I didn’t have the heart to tell them!

I told myself that I would suck up my mistake, and cover the cost of their beers, but God had other plans. God doesn’t want us to carry the burden of a mistake. He wants us to learn from it and move on.

The elderly gentleman came up to the counter holding an empty glass. He asked for a refill, and that’s when I apologized and told him I hadn’t charged him for the previous two. He understood and handed me enough cash for all three.

He placed the remaining dollars in the tip jar!

Something like this happens when I begin to rush. I make mistakes, but I continue to learn. The owner of the restaurant doesn’t want me beat myself up. He always says, “C’mon Barb! It’s only pizza!”

Pretty and Practical

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Wait… — Storyshucker

I’m watching from my window today. For a few minutes more, at least. Saturday errands call, but right now the view into the garden has my willpower paralyzed. Soothed by the peaceful nothingness happening out there, I stare blissfully through the glass a little longer. Oh well. I need to start those errands. Yawn, stretch, […]

via Wait… — Storyshucker

Either Way You Win

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A Simpler Life

This year, I’ve been pondering the front yard.

Coffee in hand, I heard someone mowing.

A landscaping company was maintaining a couple of yards nearby. My yard needs help, and today was the day to ask for it. God’s perfect timing.

Last year, I did nothing with the yard. Grass doesn’t grow due to the shade from the ginormous oak tree. That’s okay. I’d rather have the majestic tree than grass in this stage of my life, but the weeds grow.

I walked outside, followed the sound of the mower, and found the man behind it. Long story short, he mowed my yard, and will return once a month. Now, I can begin to envision enjoying my yard.

With the weeds gone, the yard can speak.

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I’ve toyed with the idea of buying a weed-eater, or small mower and maintaining it myself. Most of my life has been spent taking care of things myself. I don’t wish to do that anymore. I can let others help.

This stage of life is to simply be enjoyed.

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We have lots of birds, but I have no feeder.

I wondered if the birds would use a feeder, so I took a trip to the hardware store to see what they have, but didn’t really see one I liked. Drove to another store, but same result. Nothing really pretty.

Before purchasing a feeder, lets do a test.

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Birdseed Bell

The birds landed on it and pecked heartily.

I will find the right feeder, but there’s no rush.

It will happen when the time is right.

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The sweet part of life is within the timing. I’ve learned to meditate and truly enjoy the tools it gives. I’m still trying to find my groove with the morning pages, but I realize that anything in life worth doing takes time and consistent effort.

After working on the inside, it’s flowing outside.

It’s funny how the inside comes first.

Taking a step back, and looking for small tweaks to be made. Change doesn’t have to happen all at once. Do it in increments that lead to a simpler life.

Leave January Behind

“Now that January is out of the way, we can finally get 2019 started.” ♥ SC Lourie.

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