Part of the devotion I read
yesterday morning:
“Awareness of Me can continue in all circumstances, no matter what happens…Don’t let unexpected events throw you off course. Rather, respond calmly and confidently, remembering that I am with you…”
I was asked to put this into
practice—or at least try—a couple of hours later.
I received a phone call Wednesday
afternoon that the YMCA was going to resume operations and that we could once
again have our aerobics class as long as there were fewer than 10 people in the
facility. Yay!!! I have missed the class very much.
I am able to maintain the
discipline of walking every day but I can’t manage to lift weights or do some
of the other exercises that I need to do to remain strong and limber by myself.
So, I headed for aerobics
class, and although we are down to 2 people—the other two women who usually
attend won’t come until the danger is over—I was very excited.
I parked the car for a minute
to take care of something, but when I turned the key to start the engine again,
nothing happened… some weird problem with the ignition switch.
I looked in the satchel for
my cell phone, and then I realized it was still fanny pack I wore the day
before when I went for a walk. I couldn’t call Richard.
I always take my cell phone
with me when I leave the house in the car. When you drive an old car, you never
know… Except yesterday I was very distracted as I was getting ready to leave because
Richard was going over this shopping list with me -- and it wasn't just a
shopping list of things to buy, he wanted me to look at the prices of some
stuff : 3-lb bag of onions; 10-lb
bag of potatoes; are frozen vegetables on sale? If so, what kinds and how much?
Is ice cream on sale? How much?
There are two stores in town ,
and one of them does not have an ad because they say they can’t be sure that
what they order from the wholesaler will be delivered. So we have to try to
figure out which store has the better price. My head was swirling from all of
that and I forgot to get the phone.
I started walking to the
Y, which was about a half-mile away (maybe a little farther). When I got there,
I tried calling Richard from the desk phone, but he can’t hear our regular
phone in his office. The number for the phone that rings by his desk is on my
cell phone but is not listed in the phone book, and I can’t remember what it is.
(Note to self: Put the phone number with your driver’s license !!!)
Brenda, the other woman who
isn’t afraid to come to the aerobics class, was there, and she offered to drive
me home after the class. We had a wonderful time exercising to the DVD and
visiting.
After the class I tried
calling Richard again, and again, he didn’t hear the phone ringing. So we left,
and I had her stop by my car. I turned the key, and it fired right up. I was
supposed to go to the post office and the grocery store, but I decided to come
back later in the afternoon and turned around and drove home.
In the end, I suppose it was
good thing that I had forgotten my phone because Richard’s morning would have
been disrupted, which would have thrown him off for the rest of the day.
