Sunday, December 06, 2009
Life’s been somewhat off-kilter here the past while. Thus, I’ve been a little off-kilter. Knowing why my behaviour is slightly wacky (more so than usual) goes a long way to preserving my sanity. So does retaining the ability to laugh at myself.
Two examples of my off-kilterdom – and two only. I’ve also managed to retain some pride.
While in a store the other day, I heard a cell phone ringing and my first thought was, “Hey, someone has the same ringtone as mine.”
It was mine.
Finally got around to some Christmas decorating and while setting up the manger/crèche, I actually got mad at Joseph for repeatedly falling over. He was momentarily at risk of being tossed from the scene.
Get a grip, Beth…he’s a figurine, he can’t help it and it’s Joseph!
I figure as long as I’m capable of recognizing the humour in these sort of incidents, I’m still okay. I laughed with the person who’d called me and I apologised to Joseph - with a smile.
And I do have plans (which include alcohol, deep breaths, some chocolate marshmallow Santas and regaining more control of my life) to get back on-kilter. (In-kilter?)
Kilter is a funny word. So is off-kilter. I looked them up. Kilter means “in working order.” Off-kilter means “a bit askew.”
I am a bit askew. That makes me laugh, too.