This morning, my wonderful husband Kit suggested that I do a blog on “Creative Solutions.” Like what?, I said. Like the huge pen at your mom’s retirement residence, he replied. And, he’s right. That huge pen, for use in visitor sign-ins, is a delightfully creative solution to the problem of pens inadvertently being carried off.
I’ve been thinking about creative solutions. The only one I can remember coming up with was putting a king-sized top sheet on our queen-sized bed. That solved the problem of Kit rolling up in our queen-sized sheet and leaving me uncovered. He still rolls up in the bigger sheet but now there is enough left over for me.
There should be more creative solutions, God. Lots more. And I guess there would be if I could just clearly identify individual problems. That’s harder for me than it sounds, God.
Problems — or opportunities for creative solutions — become familiar and then slowly slide into invisibility. I guess this is the downside of adaptability, God. So, I keep on doing the same old things with the same old results.
Next week I am going to try something different. Starting on Tuesday I am going to cancel all the fun things I do during the week and stay at home. Stay home and sleep in. And focus on . . . Hmm. I’m not at all sure what I will focus on. I’m not doing it to come up with creative solutions. I’m doing it because I need to. It feels like an Official Act of Humility.
Funny how one of my Sub-Selves is calling it self-indulgent . . . calling it giving up . . . failing, etc. Maybe this sub-self will be less judgmental and more compassionate when we’ve all rested for awhile!