250: Girl Interrupted

I’m not sure what the Universe was playing at yesterday, idle and too much time on her hands, she decided to play the interruption game.

It goes like this. You are really busy, probably more so than usual and for some reason you can’t get anything done because there are so many interruptions. The phone rings, people want to talk to you, a wee emergency with the children, a conversation ended while a more important one sidled in. A loss of a document, a late train, some rain and something forgotten. Questions, questions and more questions, a more important task from someone else and a small party next door.Sometimes my partner says that he didn’t have a very good day as there were too many interruptions. Sometimes I say life would be a lot easier to get through if you didn’t have children, students, family ( insert your interrupter here) even going for a wee can really pee me off when I’m busy.

interuptionsWe always want to get to somewhere and somehow we have decided that the sooner we get there then the better. Life is about finishing or completing or even starting the next thing. It shouldn’t be about stopping for a massive big red traffic light while you are hurtling down the motorway.

However this is how the game works. The more you resist something the more it sticks to you. The less you want something the more you get of it. The more irritated something makes you the more it will make its grand appearance.

Life is really this though.

It is the interruptions, it is the waiting, it is the in between.

“The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s ‘own,’ or ‘real’ life.  The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life—the life God is sending one day by day.” C. S. Lewis

Practice for today: Is the thing you have to get done an emergency? If not just take the interruptions one by one and remember that this is actually life. As soon as you start to accept them they will miraculously pack up shop and go and play with someone else who hasn’t learnt the lesson yet.


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