Gremlins are pretty sneaky. Sometimes they look like pasta, at other times they look like a high school coach. What all gremlins share in common is that they want to make mischief and steal happiness.
Let’s start with the bad coach. Or the boss. Or any random person who gets into a position of relative power and uses it to push people around. Ya, that guy. So there is a coach in our family’s space who is that guy. As a mother, it is rough to watch my child get entangled with this less-than-respectful adult but the upside is that my son isn’t a child, rather, at eighteen he is one of the best men I know. Coach Gremlin can’t steal my son’s happiness because it lies within his strength of character and is supported by the love of his family and friends.
While my son battles against athletic injustice, I….. organize my pantry. Why? Because many years ago a wise woman showed me her incredibly pretty and organized linen closet and said, “When my life is out of control, I stare at my linen closet. Somehow, it makes me feel better.” I may not be able to control this coach, but I can control my pantry.
Which gets me to the pasta gremlin. While my taste buds are decidedly Italian, the rest of my body has to be careful about how much pasta (how many carbohydrates) I take in at one time. So I directed my coach frustration energy toward my pantry and purged foods my body doesn’t appreciate, my taste buds find mediocre, or my family won’t eat. Ever. Then I grouped them according to nutritional or guest needs and labeled the shelves in a hopeful attempt to help my family understand the new system.
I need to take a good, long look and a deep, long breath at my organized pantry because I’m preparing for the next battle with Coach Gremlin. And I will feel better, remembering that gremlins can’t steal my happiness.
How do you deal with the negative people in your life? Do you have a space in your home that you enjoy organizing as a sanity keeper? Tell me more, please!
You’ve got this ~~~~~~~~ Angie Mc