“To life, l’chai-im!
L’chai-im, l’chai-im, to life!
One day it’s honey and raisin cake,
Next day a stomach ache,
Drink L’chai-im, to life! ”
From the movie Fiddler On The Roof
I saw two pictures yesterday that made me think. First one was a young woman in a glittery golden dress at a wedding. The second picture was the same young woman three days later in a dark sweatshirt, holding her sick baby.
Life is a mixed bag. Good stuff/ blah stuff / sometimes soul crushing stuff/ all rolled into one big happy meal.
I turned 60 on Tuesday.
It was not a good day.
Had nothing to do with me turning 60. ( I still love being this age for all of the reasons I mentioned a week ago. (see here)
Nope, what tripped me up was my plumber not coming to hook up the claw foot tub I have been refinishing for my birthday. He knew it was my birthday/ I’d touched bases with him just two days before to confirm Tuesday would work. No exaggeration, I have been patiently waiting, literally for weeks, figured this would be the perfect way to celebrate my special day.
I had visions of me having a celebratory soak in the tub…maybe a glass of wine…
It never happen.
He told me he was buried in service calls and would touch bases at noon. That never happened either. (He never called.)
By mid morning on my special day, my good attitude was in trouble and by 1 PM I was stuck.
Stuck in a mopey low grade funk that 24 hours later morphed into anger.
Tripped up by an expectation.
I should know better….But it was my 60th…how many 60th birthdays do we get? Am I not entitled to having just a few expectations? 🙂
I reminded myself, I had a fully functioning bathroom on the 2nd floor…and there are millions of people all around the world right now that would love to have indoor plumbing with hot running water/ and I am sulking just because I am not important enough for my regular plumber to make me a priority on my 60th birthday for cryingoutloud….
It took me the better part of two days to regain my equilibrium.
Two days!!! I give myself a D- on that one. Something that should have taken mere seconds, taking 2 days…wow.
I was “probably” not the easiest person to live with….
I posted a picture of the tub last night on Facebook after I finally shook off my funk:
Claw foot tub almost ready.
My plumber buddy saw the picture, apologized for dropping the ball on Tuesday and asked about my rubber ducky?
I told him “No worries.”He was still my favorite plumber but I didn’t have a rubber ducky.”
Last night I was pricing large rubber ducks on Amazon .
Yea, I’m easily entertained.
I already had.
We are going to a benefit lunch today for a 54 year old woman I know who works behind the meat counter at our grocery store. I used to work with her at my sisters restaurant. I’ve always liked her. Down to earth/ no airs about her. Three months ago, she was diagnosed with stage 4 liver and bone cancer.
Don’ think I haven’t been smok’n that one in my pipe…
Time for coffee….