Heidi was awesome enough this week to give me multiple opportunities to take pictures of things that could have been a lot worse. In one instance, it did get worse.
First, what we see here is pasta sauce. I did not see her do this as it happened in a matter of seconds (of course) and yes it is the same wall as the ketchup from last week.
Next we have something equally as special. At first, I was very concerned that this was crayon and not washable marker. Fortunately for me, it was the latter and it came off with a damp cloth. Unfortunately for me is that she did it again all.over.the.hallway. Though it was again washable marker, I'm still scrubbing to get it off of the more coarse areas of paint.
What have I learned from this? Firstly, all the markers are now in an unreachable place. Second, these things are not worth stressing over, even though we do not own this place. I cleaned the pasta sauce with one part water/one part vinegar and it is barely visible. I'll worry about it some other day. The washable marker is, well, washable. Even if it wasn't, it probably wouldn't be the end of the world because if worse came to worse, we could just paint the walls. Essentially, I have more important things to worry about.
If you had some moments this week that could have been worse, whether or not you have children, please feel free to link up. You don't have to include a picture, just a few sentences will suffice. Let's help everyone put things into perspective and help ourselves realize what really matters and what doesn't.
Showing posts with label It Could Be Worse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label It Could Be Worse. Show all posts
01 April 2011
25 March 2011
It Could Have Been Worse
No, that's not blood. It was ketchup.
I've decided to run a weekly post under this title detailing incidents I found to be unfortunate, problematic or distasteful, yet clearly not the worst they could have been. In this case, as I said, this was ketchup and not blood. It cleaned easily from the wall (fairly) and I moved on with my life. It could have been a lot worse.
My reasoning for this series is simple. In the moment, we often find things to be catastrophic and later look back and realize these situations weren't so bad, wishing we had done something different at the time. This is your chance to turn those situations around and realize that it could always be worse. In this moment above, I watched in horror as Heidi, with ketchup all over her hands, walked over and touched the wall. I stared for a moment, shrugged and went to get a wipe to clean her. Had I overreacted, the situation could have been much worse.
I'm asking anyone who feels so inclined to 'link up' to this and future posts with your 'Could Have Been Worse' stories. It doesn't have to be a picture and it doesn't have to be a long post, just long enough to help all of us to get some perspective on what we consider 'problems' in our lives.
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