Never Finished

The man of the rolling house went feminine on us today.  Before the other ladies of the campground were able to get to the laundry room, they had to do their hair; I was able to land three washers and dryers to empty the famous laundry bag.  In no time I had the laundry area buzzing with excitement, if that’s what you want to call it.

I had time to walk for a cup of Starbucks once the laundry started and returned in time to move it to the dryers.

Caitlin helped finish the job by folding and identifying the proper owner of the fresh smelling clothes.  Once back to the RV, Connie pointed out we already had another load ready to be washed.

But isn’t that life?  Think about it.  Once I fill the gas tank in the RV, it is preparing to be empty again.  Once I stuff a burger in my pie hole, it won’t long before I am famished again.  Once you mow your lawn, it isn’t many days, unless you are in Indiana now, before it needs more attention.  Most things in life operate on a cycle that sounds like the rhythm of an annoying drum beat. 

But a trick to life is to understand the rhythm exists, but is not life itself.  It is quite OK to ignore the rhythm for a season.  It may be counter to your personality, but the rhythm will continue long past your days and to allow it to control you may cause you to miss life itself.

So what if you happen to miss a meal, avoid some laundry a day or two or even run out of gas?  Are you going to remember the rhythm or the events that caused you to step outside the rhythm and create your own tune!