Undo

Hearing some noises and comments of frustration, I asked my office mate what was challenging her. "I just get so frustrated," she said. "I accidentally deleted what I was working on. I don't even know how I did it and now I have to start all over." I asked if the undo button wasn't working. "The undo button?" Learning about the undo button changed her life. All the time she had wasted fixing and redoing when she could have just clicked undo. And, so I think, what if there was an "undo" for life's mistakes--life's choices?

For the small stuff, there may be some discomfort--an apology, a return trip to the store "no, there's nothing wrong with it. I just changed my mind." But, what about the big stuff? What about when you make a choice in life only to find out that it wasn't the right one? In the scheme of life, our big decisions are rarely made in a vacuum. Your buying a house may effect the seller buying another house from another seller and so on. Your taking a job affects the next best candidate. Your not taking a job opens up an opportunity for another person. We are all interconnected and there is no simple undo with so many involved.

So, we are left with some oft used expressions--suck it up, move on, get over it. Easy words, yet so difficult to do. And, all the while we'll be pining for an undo.

I've got some things I'd like to say...

My cats drive me nuts. I have no more room in my head for all of the passwords and pin codes that are needed nowadays. I was just kidding when I was singing "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas." Next year we can just sprinkle flour on the grass. Buying bigger jeans because I finally gained the Freshmen 15 in my last class semester is not a pleasant task. Fluffy socks are my new best friend. Sometimes people are dumb. Not following your heart is a mistake. People who have blogs but never post to them are annoying...I'm talking about myself. Having a blog with no time to post to it is annoying...I'm talking about myself again. This flurry of thoughts is really how my brain works. Youth are incredible people and highly underrated. Thanks for good friends! It's irritating being 5'2.5" b/c I'm too tall for petites and too short for regulars. I stay up all night at least once a week. Putting Christmas lights on the tree is a fine art (perfected by me, taught to me by my mom), but it is a lonely job...the kids don't have patience for it so I just let them do it this year...and, it looks just fine (at least I keep telling myself that). I can't put our van in the garage because there are still bags of leaves in there that we never managed to get to the dump. I love coloring my hair red(ish). I have totally slacked off on school work this semester...thanks to good friends who have covered for me. I am supposed to be finishing our final project right now and am totally procrastinating. I used to sit in the pews waiting for confession and ask God for a sign that she was there when now I know all I need to do is look around me and see God in everything and everyone. I have learned a lot about cultural diversity by making some major mistakes. Sometimes my brain stops working. I love my husband. I can't stand putting laundry away. Christmas songs are great all year round. Since September I have earned a yoga certification, finished (as of tomorrow) 21 college credit hours, worked an average of 35 hours a week as a church youth director, completed 45 hours of field experience with first grade, spent a week researching Zebrafish at Mayo, worked with middle schoolers to implement Zebrafish research in their curriculum, coordinated a parent/child event for the kids' school, taught 6 weeks of swimming lessons to preschoolers, spent the night in a cardboard box, taught 6am fitness classes two/three times a week, and managed to still spend a little time with my husband and children...phew! To be continued...