This morning I started the car and then realized I had forgotten my scriptures inside. We had institute tonight, so I figured I'd better get them so I didn't have an excuse to not attend. As I didn't want to turn the car off, I attempted to open the gargage door with its 4 digit touch tone code. Except I couldn't remember the dumb code number. I tried several numbers, no avail. I even started to enter the four digit code that I use to clock in at work. Yikes. At least that was better than the time I tried to use the code to open the door on our special care unit, ie this is a unit that is designed to serve the needs of our patients who have dementia. By necessity, the door must be locked so that our patients don't leave and risk endangering themselves. Anyway, no big deal. So I had to go turn the car off and use my key. No big deal but it stressed me that I couldn't recall the code. I hoped my brain would remember the code by the day's end. Luckily by the time I returned home, I remembered the code. I think it is a good thing that my car isn't one of those that uses a code to lock/unlock: otherwise, sooner or later, I'd surely be stuck somewhere.
One person for whom I am grateful today is one of my coworkers. I try my best, but this morning was somewhat rough in comparison to how the mornings usually go. So when I walked in our room at lunch, and saw one of my coworkers eating her lunch and noticed she had a cream puff, I commented her cream puff looked good! She had ordered the lunch that the nursing home offers to employees. Well this coworker offered that yummy dessert to me, she said she was trying not to gain weight and didn't want to eat it! I thought that was so kind of her.
Another good part of the day involved our institute class. We had a great instructor who discussed the various components of suffering such as why we suffer and how we can endure suffering. I'm glad I went, sometimes Satan works hard on me to keep me away from that class. I'm usually tired and the location is a bit out of my way. And I feel super intimidated in that class, I feel like everyone is so smart and articulate. I feel like I don't belong in that class. I made a somewhat rambling comment that didn't really come out the way I intended, and afterwards I wished I could tie my tongue in knots to keep from speaking. I hate it when I do this. I know my point in my head but it doesn't come out right and I add too much extraneous detail. Nonetheless, his lesson was wonderful; I'll have to come back and include some notes and a link to one of the talks.
OK, there you have it: I started my day with code overload. But its effects were sweeted with both temporal and spiritual treats! (And luckily, by the time I returned home, I remembered the numeric code to the door.)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment