Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The days after

Sunday was the day.  The day where tears were shed, farewells were said, loving kind words poured over my head and laughter abounded.  There were presents, cake, salad's and Mike's rice...yum-o!  It was a mostly good stuff kind of day.  There was, though, the conversation, that I innocently walked in on while trying to collect all my stuff and hustle it out of the church.  The conversation between two people who could be vying for a job I had less than 10 minutes previously, finished.  I tried really hard not to listen as person A told person B his views on how to do the job I had just finished, better.  I tried, as I gathered up my song folder, guitar chord book and pink duct tape, to ignore that fact that I hadn't even left the building and already was being, well, dissed.  It didn't work so well, as I found out on Monday morning at 5:30am when I awoke with the perfect remark that I could have said to person A, "the body isn't even cold yet!".  After which I would have flounced out of the room in grandeur. Alas, I did not say such words and I did not flounce but ooooh I wish I had a do-over!

This morning I woke up early again.  This time it was the things that I inadvertently left behind.  Like the little guitar ornament that Nat gave me a few weeks ago that has been hanging on the microphone stand or the angel magnet that Meg gave me that kept my music from flying off the music stand.  Or even my copies of the last two songs that we sang on Sunday.  It's small stuff that was left behind, but big stuff to me!  (Meg, search and rescue mission? please?)

I wonder what I'm going to wake up early thinking about tomorrow.

4 comments:

Wendy said...

Better to leave with grace, maybe, but I know that feeling of the perfect comment... later! :)

I look forward to seeing where you are led.

Unknown said...

I'm sorry you had to leave with that bad taste in your mouth. Many blessings to you (and don't hesitate to brush that particular bit of dust off your sandals!).

Molly said...

I would give you a do-over if I could! The nerve of some people!

Molly said...

I forgot to say it was me wanting to magic up a do-over for you....