When It Rains, It Pours

You know the old saying “when it rains, it pours?” I think it was intended to mean that when one thing, either good or bad happens, other similar things fall into place and coincide making it feel like everything is happening at once.

Lately, here in Georgia, when it rains (and I mean literally) it pours.

Last week there were several days that the rain came down. I hear numerous parents and kids complain that ball games have had to be rescheduled due to weather. And while last week was super rainy, Easter Sunday and Monday were beautiful…but here I sit, Tuesday, and it’s pouring rain again. I haven’t seen the forecast for the rest of the week but I am hoping for more of the sunshine and mid 70s.

Of all of the idioms that we use on a day to day basis, this one has been most prominent to me recently.

As most of you regular readers know, and for those of you who don’t, I stay on the go. I work three jobs and have a social calendar that you wouldn’t believe with God-children, dating, friends, and family outings.

In just one week recently, I worked six or seven days; I had two different dates; two children’s birthday parties (their parents owe me should I ever have children), and dinner with a best friend. I also cover meetings here in Monticello at night and find time to keep a (mostly) clean house, making sure that I run by and feed my dog and the cat and finding an hour or four to sleep—somewhere in between.

It seems that these things seem to “pour” all at once. When there is something to do there are 10+ things going on. I feel like I consistently run and feel like there is never enough time at one particular event. There are days where I feel like I just breezed through one to get to the next. And when I am finally beginning to enjoy myself, it’s time to move on to the next adventure.

When there is nothing to do, I feel like it’s a drought. I sit and pan and wonder, and try to find something to get into. I check schedules and see if anyone can go to lunch. You’d think that staying home more than four hours at a time, other than sleeping was torturous.

There has also seemed to be a “pouring” out of good things in my life—not just the bad. I am blessed with friends and family that love me. I have those people in my life that I expect to be there, and those that I don’t expect and they show up during the not so good times. They are there to coax me through the more difficult times and laugh with through my good days.

I have been trying to be a more positive me. I have been trying to focus and “pour” myself into things that matter most to me and make fewer commitments in general.

I’m finding that I am more productive at home (say with general chores and home repairs) thus making it easier to relax and do that quick clean-up if unexpected company happens to stop by.

I’m finding that the more I write for this column the more positive I see life currently. It’s funny though when I originally thought “when it rains, it pours” it meant all bad things seem to happen at once…well I’ve had bad and I’m sure that it applies then.

But lately it’s been great, phenomenal actually, and I can only hope that when and if the “rain” begins in the upcoming weeks I look back to reflect on these couple of good showers. Because I definitely have an umbrella and only get wet if I’m too lazy to open it!