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Uncertainty

If you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans.

You can make plans, but life is full of uncertainties. You can try to be in control, but in reality… you aren’t.

There is one thing that is a given about being married to a musician, and that is uncertainty in general. You never know when there will be a show added, making planning big things difficult. For example, this will more than likely be the first Easter my husband and I won’t spend together due to a show added on Good Friday. I felt it was certain we’d spend the day together, and instead we probably won’t. It is what is is. You also never know when a show will be canceled, making it impossible to know for sure how much money you’ll have coming in by the end of the month.

Spring is upon us, and as such the weather is growing volatile. I’m sitting here loading and reloading weather reports for tomorrow. What are the chances of tornadoes around Nashville? Will my house still be there in the evening? Will my truck be covered in hail dents? All the predictions in the world are good to have, but at the end of the day… we can’t know what is going to happen until it does.

You apply for a job. You work hard on a project. You give everything your all. However, you never really know how any of it will be received. Once again, uncertainty reigns.

What matters is how you handle the uncertainty. I don’t LIKE it, but its a fact of life. I like to prepare myself for every possibility, so I am as ready as I can be for whatever happens. Sometimes you CAN’T prepare. Sometimes life throws you a curve ball that you couldn’t have seen coming. And its in those moments you have to take it a minute at a time, and just do your best to handle it with strength and grace.

NaBloPoMo March 1st writing prompt: How do you feel about uncertainty? Is it exciting or scary? [here]

I have a good excuse

I almost made it through NaBloPoMo without missing a day. Almost. I missed yesterday. However, I have a good excuse.

Sunday night, my husband and I hit the road from Texas to Tennessee. I had intended to write about our trip on Monday, since it was 13.5 hours long and surely it would make for a semi-interesting post. We drove from 8:30 pm to 10 am the next morning, successfully running behind the mad Thanksgiving day traffic for the last 12 hours of the drive.

After that many hours on the road, though, my muse was sleeping. Writing just wasn’t going to happen. So I figured I would get some sleep, then write when I got up.

Instead, I slept a lot longer than I meant to, and I hit the floor running. We had invited friends over for the evening, and our house was void of any food other than a couple cans of soup. So it was shower, grocery store, home, and cook.

It was a great choice to have friends over, though. We had SO  much fun just eating frozen pizza and decorating little liquor bottles into Christmas ornaments. It wasn’t until they headed home that I realized I’d missed posting the entire day.

Oh well, I decided. It was okay to miss a day writing about life just to live it for awhile.