Even for a Monday today was odd.
And right out of the gate, too. During church this morning, I watched as a ladybug crawled up the back of the lovely yellow sweater of the gentleman in front of me. Starting at the waist, this little critter made its way up to the guy’s collar, and it was all I could do to keep from laughing. What are you supposed to do with that? Do you reach in front of you and flick a bug off a perfect stranger during church? Or do you let the bug do what bugs do? The ladybug finally found the back of the guy’s bald head and the guy swatted it himself. Then he glanced around self-consciously to see if anyone had noticed. (Me! I noticed!) By then, I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing.
So there’s that. Once I got back outside after service, a thick fog had enveloped everything. It was lovely in a weird way.
Later when lunchtime rolled around, I headed to a sandwich place across the street. A super cute guy was waiting in line in front of me. (Yay!) Of course, as I rummaged through my purse to find my wallet, a stray tampon fell out and hit the floor. Naturally, Cute Guy turns around. Red-faced, I quickly picked it up and refused to look his direction the rest of the time. I think my kids would call this a face-palm moment. Sometimes I swear the purpose of my existence is to serve as a warning to others.
After work, I went for a run and happened upon this.
Um…whut? I guess when one is determined to relax, one does what one has to do. I can honestly say that I’ve never seen anything like this during my runs. And that’s saying something.
But there were some really lovely things that reminded me why my spring runs tend to be so distracted and kinda pointless.
Of course, I still had other glimpses of people doing odd things. A woman tripping over her couch while attempting to look at me through her picture window, for example. Her dog was barking quite earnestly at me as I ran by, so I’m thinking she was wanting to give me the stink eye. Instead she stumbled like a baby camel trying to walk on coals.
I just found myself saying, “Whut…?” so many times today. I guess if you think about it, sometimes we only get snapshots of people as we cross paths in life. And we can process a lot of information from just that one frame. We draw a lot of conclusions based on a single image from people’s life stories. We work so hard to ensure that people get our best side in that one little glimpse — picking the right clothes, doing the right things, being graceful and eloquent, blah, blah, blah. But sometimes our outtakes are all another person gets to see. Bugging, dropping, blushing, stumbling, lounging. And these don’t make the deleted scenes reel. They make up the feature film.
So I guess the lesson I learned today is to reserve judgement. People are not always as they seem. There’s a story there — and it’s usually not the story that the first glimpse tells.