If you’ve spent any time in these parts, you know how I feel about making beds, but this morning I had an “epipha-me“.
I was thinking about choices, plans, wrong turns, course corrections and new directions.
There’s an idiom that goes like this:
You made your bed, now lie in it.
My INFJness had my wheels spinning on that one. Mostly I was thinking about the individual who penned that classic phrase. How stuck was she, or I suppose it could have been a he? How dismal to go through life thinking, “This is it. This is where I am. This is what I planned for. I’m here. Better stick with it.”
How many decide that since they invested so much time in this relationship, or spent so much money on that degree, that they can’t make a choice to do something else? Even if they aren’t happy in that relationship or with the job that degree landed them, they stick with their choices.
I wish I could have told the person who wrote that idiom,
“If you can make one bed, you can make another.
Make a new bed.”