Up early this morning, I thoroughly enjoyed a leisurely pace – putzing – and settled down to inscribe and address a stack of recently purchased birthday cards for friends whose birthdays occur in the next few days. Carefully selecting them, I anticipated a few moments reflecting about the people and how they have been a blessing in my life, most for many years. I slowly reached for my coffee . . .
And overturned the blasted cup all over the dining room table!
· Do you know how much coffee is in one little old mug?
· Do you know how far that half-cup can reach on a Monday morning?
Every single card got baptized! (So did the newspaper, my Bible study guide, some books and a couple of placemats. ) Hustling into the kitchen, retrieving towels, I moped up the mess – assisted by my wonderful husband who sprang to attention when he heard me yell: “Tell me I did not just do that!”
Now stained with coffee, and drying out on the stove top, the cards no longer are fresh and cheery salutations; they look weary and worn.
Dare I send them?
On the one hand – a few were one of a kind; on the other, so are the people to whom they are going – new friends and old, family and in-law, all dear, and each unique. A few might think the coffee stains were an intentional part of a new paper pattern – but most friends would see the creepy patterns now adorning the envelopes, and the return address and know exactly what happened!
Alas – among its other excellent properties, the fresh, hot coffee sealed too many of the envelopes too firmly – rendering them decorated but useless.
However, the upside is I was nowhere near the computer this time when I overturned my coffee!
· Bad is never good until worse happens. ~Danish Proverb
· Every path hath a puddle. ~George Herbert, "Jacula Prudentum"