Impatient and stubborn

I'm aware of many of my faults. Impatience and stubborness are two of my big ones, and they're rearing their ugly heads as I recover from surgery.

Yes, I know it's only been one week. I understand the doc cut through several layers, removed numerous organs, prodded at those that remain and then closed me back up again. I comprehend it was major surgery from which it takes a long time to recover.

But I'm impatient.

I want to be able to reassemble my house from the painting extravaganza. But I can't lift the boxes. Later today, I'll try to put a few things away, but I'll have to ask Michael's to place the box in the right location or carry one or two items at a time. Not an easy task for an impatient person.

I find it hard to rely on others when I've been perfectly capable of doing a task for so many years. So I don't ask for help (that's the nasty stubborn trait) only to discover I can't do it or it hurts when I do.

To compound the problem, Michael is impatient too. He feels everything should be done NOW! He should be getting the house back in order, cutting the grass, wedding the gardens, planting the vegetable garden, etc.

The blessing is that I've learned to let more go than I could in the past. I gently said yesterday, does it really matter? Yes, it raises both our blood pressure a little bit, but no, it doesn't really matter and we have to let it go a little more. We need to relax and simply spend time together.

Everything will get done - all in good time.

Tina