Just Keep Swimming…

What do you do when you go to open the oven door and the handle comes off in your hand because the kitchen is 40 years old and totally needs replacing, the “new” car is 9 years old, but you’ve still got one in college and every dime you make goes to his tuition?

There is something you say. It’s a little song that you sing to yourself. Do you remember it?

What do you do when the tuition bill keeps going up by 5% each year (thanks, unions!), but your own income has only not increased, but rather has gone down thanks to a wage freeze, new taxes and fewer paying gigs and donations?

You think, “one more year; just one more year, and we’ll be able to breathe a little bit. Hopefully.”

Then you thank God that you’re able to work at all, because work is a blessing; even bills are a blessing, in a way. They say you’re doing something, pursuing something, looking forward.

Then you remind people that Father’s Day is coming, that Mystic Monk Coffee is the greatest coffee in the world, that their father would probably love to receive it, and that you get a kickback from their purchases. And you hope people haven’t already bought dad a sweater, when he would so much prefer a great cuppa Joe.

And then you sing the song. Just keep singing it.

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  • http://samsonblinded.org/news aric@israel

    what do i do? i use pretty simple rule-if you can do nothing with the problem-just stop thinking of it)) and singing the song ,sure))

  • tim maguire

    I sing When the world is running down, you make the best of what’s still around.

  • Nancy

    Anchoress: Please e-mail me.

  • Chris K

    Thank you for sharing your problems- it seems we have a lot in common! I will pray for both of us to get new kitchens. Right now, mine doesn’t even qualify for the “before” picture!

  • DJMoore

    I’ve got more of a mantra than a song. I got it from a column in a piloting magazine.

    One fine spring day, this private pilot goes out to his airfield and takes his plane out of the hanger for the first flight that season. (I think the name of the column was, “I Learned About Flying From That”.)

    He does his checks, more thoroughly than usual for this first flight, gasses up, and takes off. After a few minutes, the sun shining through the windscreen begins to make the cockpit uncomfortably warm.

    Now, at any altitude the exterior air is likely to be considerably cooler than the ground temp, so there’s no A/C. (In fact, the general problem is staying warm enough. Carburetor icing is a serious problem even on warm spring days.) Instead, on small planes there’s just some manual vents in the upper corners of the windscreen which are nothing but short tubes facing forward into the windstream with adjustable louvers inside.

    So, the pilot reaches up and opens his vent…and a nest of angry wasps gets blown into his face at a hundred miles an hour.

    And the moral of the story is:

    “No matter what, first, FLY THE DAMN PLANE!

  • Kevin

    I’m not happy that you’re having to deal with this stuff, but I’m glad I’m not the only one… it’ll all be worthwhile in the end.

  • http://vita-nostra-in-ecclesia.blogspot.com Bender

    When you are young, you are filled with all sorts of idealism and wide-eyed optimism, full of dreams that you fully expect to come true.

    Then, after you move out on your own and leave the fantasy land of college, there is that period of confused disillusionment, where things do not go exactly as planned.

    Then you get to the point where you discover that life is just one pain in the ass after another. Just when you got one hole in the boat plugged, another pops up.

    And you look back in the history of man and realize that just exactly what a hard struggle it is just to survive, you reflect that, until only a few years ago, man would typically spend 10 hours a day hunting and gathering, just scrounging for food, for a few measely calories to keep from turning into a skeleton, and he lived in little more than huts, and never ventured more than 30 miles from his home his entire life because his only mode of transportation was his feet.

    So you tell yourself that you should be thankful to no longer have to live the life of a savage, but that doesn’t fix the oven handle. Life is still one pain in the ass after another.

  • http://www.zazzle.com/shanasfo shana

    “I worry until midnight and from then on I let God worry.” –Bl. Louis Guanella

    And then, when I have had all the worry I can handle for a day, I do what Catholics have done for ages, turn my gripes onto my Sainted brothers and sisters, (my favorites are Sts Jude, Joseph, Anthony, Rita and Therese) and ask them to pray to the Lord before His throne to give me a hand with whatever it is.

    And then I let THEM worry from then on. Mostly.

  • https://intostillness.wordpress.com/ Joann

    Check out Evan’s Cove. Thanks to him here’s I’ve had stuck in my head:

    let the sunshine in.

    [Do you know, I loved that song when I was a kid. Then the music at mass started to sound remarkably like it, and now, I can't handle it! -admin]

  • Myssi

    I don’t just need a new kitchen; I need a larger house. But with stagnant wages and college looming for our oldest, our 6 person family will have to continue to survive in 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. I’ll pray for your situation to improve too.
    In the mean time, I sing “Life is Hard, But God is Good.”

    [Ah, you sing the psalm of the common man! I know it well! :-) -admin]

  • JP

    I prefer a song performed by Hoyt Axton called Bony Fingers (as in, ‘work your fingers to the bone, whaddyou get?’)

  • Ellen

    50+ year old kitchen. It’s old and cranky and you would not believe how I get the oven door to close. But it works for now. So I hope and pray that things will improve.

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  • Kell Brigan

    See, this is why I really think the USCCB should cut back the “O” on “Life of Brian” to an “L”…

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  • http://www.firstthings.com/ Bob and Joe

    We have something in common. That disney song kept me moving along durning one tough time in my life too. I would sing it to the kids too when my worries started to spill over into their lives. I am glad to say the tide has turned and better things have come my way. I will pray that things get better for you.