A "Piece of Work"

"You've got to get up every morning
with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
And people gonna treat you better
You're gonna find, yes you will
That you're as beautiful
As you feel"

(Carole King: Tapestry)

My husband misunderstands when I say that I'm getting ready to go out this morning. Says, "you're a piece of work", and walks out of the room. Huh? Excuse me? I tell him that I'm taking the car because I have to run errands, pick up prescriptions, get WIC, go get a present for Liam to take to a party tomorrow. I'm taking the baby with me and the kids are at their friends. What's the problem? He knows he messed up but of course he doesn't apologize. Not this time.

I just say in my head, "yup that's right. I'm a piece of work. A beautiful piece of art work, hand fashioned by my loving Creator." I'm not taking the bait. It's a beautiful day and I have things to do. And I do them, with a smile on my face. I have to always remember who I am, despite what dark mood that man is in.

Hm, took me long enough to get here. lol Once again, it's crystal clear to me that life is too short to waste.