The song, Isn’t It Ironic by Alanis Morissette has been going through my mind this past week. Â It isn’t because just I like the song (I actually love her and her music including this song) ~ it’s because of winter happenings in this house.
One sick person after another. Â February 4th and the illnesses have been passed around since mid-December.
Intend health. Â Eat well. Â Exercise. Â Communicate to others clearly “do not come visit if you are sick or invite us over if you are sick.”
People come visit or invite us/child over anyway while sick.
Irony happens.
We all get sick. Â And it isn’t like all at once. Â That would be too easy.
First the child. Â Then the papa bear. Â Then the mama bear.
Then there is the story of our dishwasher. Â Took over a month to finally get a working one and properly installed at that. Â Go to use the 2nd newly installed version only to realize the newly installed dishwasher doesn’t work. Â !!
AGAIN!! Â (yes that created a WTF???!!! moment)
Call to the place, AGAIN, and send mate to the store to get some dish soap.
Car won’t start.
No, seriously. Â Won’t start.
Dead battery.
Charge it up. Â 65% charge. Â Have to live with that one for now.
Intend to use dishwasher.
Irony happens.
Mate finally gets insurance approval for a new knee brace after hassle with a doctor who doesn’t know how to write up an order for insurance approval. Finds out he needs to pay 20%. Â That’s about $250 (those things are expensive!).
Intend prosperity. Â Have a little cushion.
Irony happens.
Sleep on the couch as to not awaken your mate and child with your cold-induced hacking.
Child wakes up anyway. Â For some reason decides to turn into a 3 year old and whines off and on until 4am.
Need sleep. Â Do what you can to create the environment.
Irony happens.
The biggest irony of all:
Come to this realm called earth.
Work hard.
Do as you are told.
Be a good person.
Irony happens.
Now we await the escape, the “truman exit door” where the only irony I wish to see is so much love and kindness and consideration and abundance and generosity and truth I am blown wide open and away.
In the most awesome, beautiful of ways.
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Victoria
