She relished her role.
And I found it…annoying.
Mom and I were heading into the eye doctor’s office.
We had one focus…one mission…one intention…
Get Mom to the bathroom for bladder relief.
I knew where the bathroom was and we were moving fast…
We scurried past the little sign that said, “Please wait here until someone can assist you.”
The One in Charge behind the desk sternly reprimanded us…
Stop. You must wait until we ask you to come forward.
She might as well have been speaking to the wall of designer frames.
That was not going to slow Mom down.
She had business to take care of.
As we rounded the corner on our speedy jaunt…
mom’s gray hairs blowing in the breeze from moving fast…
I turned back to The One in Charge and sternly replied…
We are just going to the bathroom.
You would have thought we were going to steal state secrets or were involved in a plot to take down the entire eye doctor industry.
That reprimand sat with me.
The attitude of The One in Charge continued to be annoying…
For hours after Mom’s eye appointment.
I found The One in Charge irritating.
And waaaayy too self-important.
And then I had one of those moments of self-reflection.
You know, one of those moments when you realize that your own response is a bit out of perspective.
That moment when you hope no one is inside your head or your heart as you replay that annoying event over and over again in an endless loop.
For Pete’s sake.
I was letting this very annoying woman really get under my skin.
And it was all soooo silly.
So…I decided to choose a different response.
I decided to find the humor in the situation, be grateful that the bathroom wasn’t at the end of the hallway, and realize that The One in Charge is probably very stressed out.
I get myself so…annoyed…by things that don’t really matter sometimes.
And in the big scheme of things….in a life that is really short…in a world filled with blessings and laughter and sunshine…
I need to let my petty annoyances go.
I’m going to let the woman behind the desk — The One in Charge — be in charge of the eye office.
I’ll keep making sure I get Mom to the bathroom.
I’ll chuckle at the annoying potholes on my journey.
And life will be richer.