I am glad to have discovered serenity before this last week happened or I would either be beating my head against a wall or screaming “Why ME!” at the top of my lungs. I went to bed last Thursday in excellent health and employed. A week and a day later, as I type this, I sit here unemployed, a surgical hole with a tube draining gunk out of me, spending about 5 hours a day at the hospital for twice a day IV antibiotic treatment visits and with my life seeming to have once more come off the rails – just at the point things were looking up. It turned out the light at the end of the tunnel was a freight train about to run me over.

In finding serenity in all the craziness around me, I had taken a little point of peacefulness into myself. So as my week when down hill I could use this quiet spot to deal with what was happening. Serenity does not mean everything is wonderful and calm. It just means that when it all goes crazy I do not have to be crazy in my reactions and/or how I deal with what is going on. I was able to remain calm and just deal with things as they came up instead of being overwhelmed and not able to handle things. It even has allowed me to retain my sense of humour, take things with a grain of salt and get a laugh out of some of the absurdity of my week. That sense of calm also was instrumental in my avoiding falling into the ‘poor me’s’ or the ‘pity pot’. It is far to easy to spend lots of time feeling sorry for yourself, but that will not deal with the situation. So even though the week was terrible, the way I dealt with what was happening was good.

So I have begun a job search, been getting all the medical ills cleaned up and gotten in some extra reading and a lot of extra sleep. These actions because I remained peaceful as things around me (my life and plans) when crazy. So while it was a terrible week, rather than being mired in problems and self-pity, I am poised and in position for a good week by my choices. Of course I will not hesitate to play the ‘pity me’ card if it will get me a job. Hee-hee. I would rather make wine than sour-grape jelly.