Keep your promises, especially to YOU.

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Today, finds me doing yesterday’s chores today. Sunday. My day of rest.

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY DAY OF REST!!!…*pout*….*Cassandra stomps around, delicately mind you, so as to not upset the neighbors*….*Cassandra consoles herself with being a good neighbor, STILL, even though her neighbor is the very reason she is doing yesterday’s chores today!*

Yesterday, Saturday, instead of the Sandman gently teasing me awake, the blasted neighbor decided to invite a 100 piece movie orchestra next door to entertain us. ALL DAY! ALL DAY!!!!! So, I do my ‘take the high road routine’ and tell myself he/she must have had a tough week and give them some slack.

So, slack given, I do the high road thing, try to NOT pay attention to the 100 piece movie orchestra and mind my own….

Hours later, hours mind you, I tell myself I am just too ‘out of sorts’ to get my Saturday chores done. I spent a wonderful Friday evening concocting and making out a fantastic life schedule I am determined to live by. I figure, I religiously stick to my work schedule and brook no excuses or arguments. I can do the same with a life schedule.

With due diligence, I make my schedule, tuck myself into bed, awaiting to attack my Saturday with a vengeance. Only, the neighbor decided to do the attacking first. Exasperated, I pouted, I fumed, I stayed in bed. ALL day.

God and Life: Okay, so what happened to your Saturday chores?

Me: I can’t do them. The neighbor interrupted my good mood.

God: What does your mood have to do with the promise you made yourself?

Me: How the heck should I know? Am in too foul a mood to be rational.

Life: So, you have determined that outside distractions can and will keep you from keeping your promise to you?

Me: Hhm…am too annoyed to be taking high roads and getting act right. Talk to me tomorrow.

Sunday morning arrives. Too early, dammit! I decide it is much too early to start my Sunday and decide to sleep in. See, Sunday is my day off, according to my life schedule! I rush to show Life that I have ALL DAY Sunday off. Don’t bug me.

Life: So, you did not adhere to Saturday. Why is it okay to adhere to Sunday and do nothing?

God: Yes, do tell.

Yikes!: This should be good.

Egads!: Egads! You sure have painted yourself into a corner with this one, Cassandra. Good luck to you.

Me:….hmm….*Cassandra scrounges around, in her mind, for a good enough reason to take today off when she did not do yesterday’s chores*….fresh hell!!…..*Cassandra snatches up the remote, turns off the football games(gasp), stomps delicately to mind the now quiet neighbors, and commences to take out the trash, vaccuum, dust and do all the damned Saturday’s chores she knows damn good and well she should have done YESTERDAY so she could be enjoying her Sunday games!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!….*pout*….

So, now I find myself, fixing to have a nice cup of coffee, post clean, so I can find the gumption to encourage someone to be sure and keep your promises, especially to YOU. It’s so easy, isn’t it, to put ourselves off? We will work ourselves, to the bone, for our jobs, for other’s needs. Yet, one inconvenience, hiccup, unexpected happenstance and we are willing, if not eager, to throw in the towel. We will get to it, tomorrow, we tell ourselves. Life is getting to short, though, to be leaning on a possible tomorrow.

I no longer allow myself the excuse, the seeming luxury, of ‘I will do it, tomorrow’. I know I may never HAVE a tomorrow. In addition, I have no earthly clue what that day may hold. I have been doing things, today, in the moment, as much as I can.

It feels good, I must admit, looking down at my freshly vacuumed rug. I scrunch my toes in the delicious fluffiness of the rug that now holds my toes, in gratitude. My keurig becomes me, in triumph, to spend a bit of time, with a cup of coffee and some quiet.

As I dim some lights, I turn on my heart to see what God, what Life, may say to me. It feels good, being good to me. It feels great, in fact. What does life have in store for me, tomorrow? I have no idea. I DO know that tomorrow does not hold a vacuum waiting for me! I took care of that, today….lol…..

As we prepare to begin again, again, remember to keep your promises you have made. Especially, to you. Take, the dare. Make, the call. Write, the letter. Stay, hopeful. Stay, present.

Say.

Live.

Love.

I do these things with you.

We got this, beloveds. We are one step closer. To what, you ask? You tell me.

feeling ACCOMPLISHED,

Cassandra

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