Self-Realization comes with it
Wisdom accrued with age
as the one who realizes
on the Self-Realization Path
what was thought to be known
is not quite known after all
Photography/ “Self-Realization”/ February 2017©AmyRose
The colors in the skies lately have been mouth dropping spectacular! I took this image from my kitchen window looking at our backyard. It was nearly dark but what I saw had me running for my camera. Am I ever glad I took the time to tip toe (aka running) through my babes who were gobbling up their snackies here and there on my kitchen floor.
Over this past weekend, hubby discovered that a belt on my rug shampooer was broken, so he repaired it for me. Thank you, Hubby! Then I was told he was going to help me shampoo the rugs! I almost fell over. Finally, hubby offered his help to clean!
Eagerly I positioned the shampooer ready to get the process going, when I heard, “Honey, I’ll hold the electrical cord for you. I don’t want it to get in your way. You have enough to do.”
Eagerness turned to complete disbelief. Please tell me I misheard.
Astonishment plain to see on my face I replied, “You told me you were going to help me.” In turn hubby said, “I am. I’m holding the electrical cord so it doesn’t get in your way. I’m also going to watch you because I don’t know how to shampoo the rug.”
If I had a nickel for all the times I’ve heard, “But I don’t know how” from this man, I would be a rich woman today.
The “look” from me clearly said …. sarcasm. Thank you, Mom-In-Law, (again for the zillionth time) for not teaching hubby how to clean. OH what you have done to me!
Now in past times I would have stood there arguing with him. Not this time. I knew better then to try to move a dead weight boulder. So instead I turned the beast on and began to shampoo our rug.
Suddenly, I heard hubby’s voice again, “Start over there”. I looked up to see him pointing to the other side of the room as I was ready to start shampooing in the set pattern I was used to. I’ve only been doing these rugs for these last fifteen years or so.
Ya think I know what I’m doing’?
Hackles rising, my dander up too, now I was pissed. I turned the shampooer off and said, “Do not even dare tell me how to shampoo this rug! Here, YOU do it since you can stand there and tell me how to shampoo.” I took a few steps back and folded my arms across my chest with a huff. I stared at him without flinching. Backing down immediately hubby relied, “Ahh no, you go ahead. I really don’t know how to do what you are.”
Sigh from me. Another look as I shook my head with disgust. I walked to the beast to continue the job as hubby, as any well trained gentleman would, held that damn electrical cord.
How had I managed to shampoo all this time without his valuable assistance?
Several times he attempted to direct me where to shampoo and how. By the third or forth time he did so the “look” that came his way said ONE more time, Buddy, and I walk off the job. Message received and no more Boss Talk.
There we were, me working with a machine that weighs a good 40 pounds and hubby holding the damn electrical cord. Occasionally I heard, “Oh, Honey, you are such a hard worker.” Hmmmm … and you just noticed this now after 33 years of marriage?
Excuse me but I don’t brown nose and anyone with a brain would know that who claims to know me!
However, I must give credit where credit is due. Hubby did do the “running” for me. In other words he would dump the dirty water and fill the clean water for me. The entire time I shampooed that rug, I stayed calm, did not fall into anger, (except that one time with the hackles rising). This is the way hubby is and hopefully one day he will actually manage to jump in “realizing” that machine is too heavy for me to manage. And HE will shampoo the rug for me.
Yep, I’ve gained some “wisdom” down this road called Life. LOL
❤ ❤ ❤