Title is courtesy of my cousin, David, who has a talent for witty statements, the above which prompted me to write. I'm told my family is strange in that we love Fall & Winter much more than Spring & Summer. I'm not sure why, but it's true. Give me a dreary overcast, 50s-ish forecast, and I'm pretty happy. Today fit the bill. It's Monday, and the dreariness outside reminds me of what, in my mind, a typical Russian Fall day might look like. Actually, it could be Pittsburgh instead of Russia, since the weather in both places looks the same.
Columbus Day is one of those rare holidays where the Federal Government gets the day off, but my girl has school, making it a Home Alone kind of day. Which meant, instead of making myself useful and taking care of some chores or running errands, I did a whole lot of nothing. After walking my daughter to school, I sat with the dog in front of the TV for much of the morning, in between loads of laundry (I guess I did a little more than nothing). Faithful Pup Scout was very happy to have me all to herself. It's not often it's just the two of us at home.
My mind has been weighed down in recent days due to a lot of things happening at the office. Our director decided to shuffle much of our management structure, throwing us all into new jobs and responsibilities, then announced he was leaving for new pastures in Atlanta. My boss was moved into a new position, which moved me into his position (at least temporarily), and one of my employees into my position (at least temporarily). I'm now responsible for 70+ employees instead of only 45. The temporary part is what has me concerned, because, if I'm not in this new position for good, then there is a chance I could be placed somewhere else, instead of my old job. Even though I have a lot more responsibilities and the stress that goes along with that, at least I know what I'm doing. It's the unknown that has me concerned. I know better, of course. This is one of those "you just gotta have faith" moments that God throws our way every so often. And I also know that I should just be thankful I have a job at a time when so many people don't.
So why do we worry about things we don't have control over? I wish I knew. It's so easy to say we'll hand over our worries to the Lord, but we don't. At any given moment, I'm worried about my daughter being dressed warmly enough for school, what to make for dinner, rush hour traffic, those on my prayer list, whether the dog is making a mess on the kitchen floor, whether my employee with cancer is going to be at work, if the young lady (from Australia!) I just rejected on the online dating site is going to be upset at me, or how long that piece of spinach has been between my two front teeth. Why do we let these things bother us? Worrying causes us so much harm. I have high blood pressure, hypertension, diabetes, sleeplessness, and thinning hair because I worry needlessly. I really don't have an answer to the why. I know how to fix it, but I don't do it. I seem to have painted myself into a corner....
There are good things happening, too, though, to balance out the negative, worrisome things. A high school friend of mine just contacted me and wants to get together. That came out of left field. We were never buddies, especially not in high school, and have only recently, over the last few years, even communicated on Facebook. She's pretty awesome, so I'm looking forward to seeing her. I'm not even worried. :-)