Putting out Sprinklers

I tend to complain about things I have no control over. I’m not naturally positive — I have to work at it. And some days I don’t work hard enough.

The current drought is pissing me off. I refuse to water because, well, I hate dumping money on my lawn. But this drought has gotten severe — to the point even trees are dying. The Reservoir is down and if anyone who is reading this knows what Yazoo Clay is, you know your house is probably doing a dance right now, too. I’m mad as hell and can’t do a thing about it. Last time I checked, I’m not in charge of making it rain.

I was fussing about it the other day and my wife, a woman who I respect, looks at me and says, “Quit complaining. You can’t make it rain but you can put out the sprinklers.”

She’s right. Yeah, I’m going to have to spend some money. But I can control the things I can control.

Boy it sure is easy to get overwhelmed these days. Watch the news and you’ll see what I mean. You have so many things to worry about. I know. I’ve seen my job do somersaults. Add to it the challenge of raising upstanding kids and worrying about ill parents — well, you get it. Life’s not a cake walk. It’s not even a Little Debbie walk.

So, I look in the mirror and make the changes I can make. I put out the sprinklers instead of complaining about no rain.

And the world around me is greener for it.

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