Sitting in the Corner

The other day my live-in daughter-in-law Monica came down the stairs and with a big smile on her face said, “You made your bed!” Sheepishly I responded, “No. She did,” pointing to my visiting daughter-in-law Mandi.

Let’s backtrack a bit. When Scott and Mandi came for the weekend with the boys, they needed a place to sleep and I, of course, volunteered my room … with the caveat Mandi had to make the bed. When I say “make the bed,” I mean from scratch. For the past few months — like maybe six or seven — I’ve been sleeping on the mattress pad with a quilt thrown over me. The sheets were clean. I just never got around to putting them back on.

It’s not that I’m a sluggard or a slob. It’s just the bed-making chore was on the south side of my to do list, right below cleaning, shopping and cooking. After all, dust comes in handy to write notes in … I’m waiting for Charlotte to convert my cobwebs into masterpieces … and those dust bunnies make good company.

But back to the story. Monica continued, “I was just getting comfortable enough to yell at you. What would Karen have said?”

Well, she would have yelled at me — gently, of course. She would have chided me about being a bad influence on my grandkids. And she would have sent me to the symbolic corner.

The point of this post is not my derelict household skills. It’s about making people feel comfortable. Even enough to gently chide me.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Our God is a God of new beginnings.


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I'm just an ordinary guy walking along the journey of life.
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4 Responses to Sitting in the Corner

  1. Nicolle says:

    Mom would have done 1 of 2 things;
    1-Just made it herself because she couldn’t take it anymore
    2-yelled at you (gently) and when you still didn’t do it “fast” enough she would have made the bed!

  2. Deanna says:

    I’m cracking up. Nicolle is so right!

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