Plan B

Apparently, the rain storm that moved through yesterday morning had not concerned itself with the weather forecast I’d seen online just before midnight; the forecast didn’t list any chance of rain and instead indicated “partly cloudy.” Being equally indifferent to my expectations and the meteorologists’ prognostications, the storm proceeded with its own plan for the day: lightning and thunder preceded, proceeded and accompanied by varying amounts of rainfall.

And so, we set more trashcans under the multiple leaks over the stairs in Irvin Hall and went on about our usual business. I got a six-minute haircut during the noon half-hour and helped myself to the rest of Randa’s turkey wrap for lunch. Back at home in the late afternoon/evening, I mowed the yard, ate supper and applied about forty-six pounds of leveling compound to the floor of what increasingly looks like it could become a bedroom in the basement.

On some days when the weather is not what was predicted, we go ahead and do pretty much what we had planned to do. On others, we change our plans and do something else, something rather different from what we had expected. Most often, doing something is far more productive than lamenting the distance between what we had hoped for and the reality of our lives. But, of course, it must be admitted that it is the nature of what we do that determines whether or not it is a better choice.

Doing nothing at all is better than doing something bad.

H. Arnett

About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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