Probably like you, we have received approximately nine gagillion political phone calls over the past month. It surely doesn’t help that I live in North Carolina, a swing state, nor does it help that I am a registered Independent. And a woman. And married to a teacher. And the daughter of an entrepreneur. Who is evangelical. But not really conservative.
Let’s just face it. Pollsters are drawn to me like a yuppie to a Whole Foods.
So on Monday night, the ProvidinaTOR (my husband) was working out in the garage and the kids were in bed. I was on the computer doing research for the election, trying to figure out who believes what and why. This is especially important for me in all the small races like school board and county commission.
And the phone rang. The caller ID said Gallup Poll.
Now, I stopped answering the phone entirely about two weeks ago, but I was feeling just chipper enough to think, “I’m gonna give those suckers an earful. They will not know what hit them when they get done with the cynical, sarcastic, PMSing ball of politics-hating fun that I am right now.”
So I answered.
The nice lady on the phone confirmed it was me and asked me to answer on a scale of 1-5. Five means strongly agree with the statement, and 1 means strongly disagree. (I tried to look on Gallup to find the EXACT questions, but couldn’t, so these are just paraphrases from memory.)
Thinking about your day yesterday, would you say the following?
- I am very satisfied and content with my life.
- I feel respected and valued in my community.
- The people in my community encourage and love me.
- I have more than enough to meet all my needs.
- I am in near perfect health.
- I am hopeful and optimistic about the future.
I won’t tell you how I answered yet. First, I’ll tell you about Sunday, my point of reference.
Since we went to church on Saturday night, Sunday we slept in–till 6:30. (Pretty good, considering Daylight Savings.) I made poorganic waffles for the kids. They watched cartoons. I worked on my real food couponing post. My husband watched football. I wore my jammies MOST of the day until I changed into clothes to score some great deals at my amazing, beloved Harris Teeter. The kids played stuffed animals. Anika refused to go potty and kicked me in the ribs and acted like she was in the exorcist. We went to SC to drop something off for one of my bloggy friends. We ate dinner at Sonic. (No judging.) We met someone who my husband bought an electric guitar pedal from. We came home. The kids went to bed. We watched Alias on Netflix. I finished my couponing post. We went to bed.
So, it was a perfectly normal, uneventful yet busy, quiet yet wild, simple yet complex, still yet rushing day.
Instead of getting to berate the Gallup girl for contributing to the endless flood of political nuisance, I just smirked to myself as her questions handed me a mirror.
The mirror said, “Can you really see yourself? You are wealthy, blessed, healthy, loved, esteemed, and valued. You live in a free country and can vote. You can volunteer. You can give. You can help. Stop complaining and be grateful. “
So I answered her with 5s, and hung up the phone with a little broader perspective of my life. My job hasn’t changed since the election yesterday. My job is STILL to do the work of Him who sent me and to finish it. My job is to teach my children, respect my husband, honor my parents, love my neighbor, and go unto all the world.
Wanna join me?
What about you? Maybe your life isn’t feeling full of fives today.