In fact, I’ve been thrilled about this for several weeks, ever since I was informed of his coming. This excitement, this overflowing river of happiness, has gotten me to thinking, “Isn’t it sad the things that excite us when we’re adults?” Of course, then I was watching the movie Beyond Borders with Angelina Jolie and Clive Owen – about relief work in areas of the world whose level of poverty and suffering is unimaginable by our standards – and I start to think how silly a thing it is to be excited about water spewing from every little corner of my home: the refrigerator, the kitchen sink, the bathroom sink 8 feet away, the washing machine, the steam dryer, the extra sink in the laundry room for soaking things, and so on.
We have so much that we take for granted, and it’s funny how excited we get when something else gets brought into our lives, or brought back into our lives. I did not grow up with a garbage disposal or a dishwasher, really. For many years our dishwasher was broken and was replaced by the god-given dishwashers on the end of each arm, as dad would say. Yet, I got into my own apartment, and since then have never known a kitchen without a dishwasher coming standard in each.
It’s just so funny how quickly our new realities replace our old ones, and after mere days in the new environment we act as though the old life was the faintest of memories or dreams.
But, for today, I eagerly await the electrician who will plug all of these new water-bearing, food chewing, stain removing appliances into the great web of electricity and thereby pull me back into being one of the most modern of convenience-needing yuppies.
Just a funny thought for today.
Love and Lyte,