As I stood in line, waiting to check out, behind an elderly wig-wearing woman, I found myself growing impatient as she handed the cashier two gift cards and explained how she didn't know the balance on them. The cashier then had to call over a manager both times for some reason and it took FOR-EV-ER. I chose her line because she only had 2 items and I only had a few myself. I thought I had picked the 'quick' lane.
Side note: I was already running a bit behind because (my fault) I left my wallet in Lily yesterday and Ross drove off to Bethel with it today and I needed it for various reasons. So, I had to make a detour to Bethel to pick up the wallet, make a return at Maurices, make a deposit at the bank, drop a check off at my Mom's and get to story time at the library by 11 so I could be home to watch my friend's daughter by 11:30.
The cute, elderly woman apologized, explaining why it was taking a long time and and I tried my best to give her an understanding smile but inside my heart was feeling frustrated. It was only a minor delay ... really. So why was I feeling so frustrated?! It struck me in that moment that I had a choice to make. I could choose to be grateful that most of my days are NOT rushed or I could impatiently stew. As I reflected on that further, I realized how thankful I am that I am able to run errands at my own leisure - to really do most things at my own leisure. I have very few deadlines in my life these days and I really am so grateful for this fact.
So - to the elderly wig wearing woman in front of me in line ... thank you for reminding me that I am really privileged to lead a life where hurry and rushing don't often exist. I'm sorry that in my rare moment of hurry and impatience I was frustrated by your gift card situation. Thank you for helping me gain a little perspective this morning.