Do you ever have literary déjà vu? No? Of course not, because it’s my own invention, but let me explain: literary déjà vu is when something feels eerily familiar because you’ve experienced it so many times in books.
I had an attack of the literary déjà vu attack while attending bible study at the Maplewood Nature Center with two rockin’ awesome gals. We walked around the lake, took pictures of baby ducklings, read the Good Word, and then, just as we were heading home, I got some pretty awesome news.
You know that moment in a book when everything suddenly comes together? The moment I’m talking about proceeds weeks and possibly months or years of endless worrying about this, that and/or the other.
Literary worry springs up while a main characters is running on the treadmill, writing a term paper, or boiling water — then — all of a sudden — the character wonders: Am I doing the right thing? What if this is a disastrous idea? Will everything work out?
Most books have a happy ending, and so the worrying usually ceases toward the end of the novel. Life isn’t always like fiction though, so when we get one of those big breaks, it’s time for celebration, praise and lots & lots & lots of counting our blessings. And that bit about celebrating? I took that step pretty seriously when I got home:
Lots of awesome signs in a tiny apartment, but when it’s time to celebrate, I go big. I also made some treats to sweeten up the occasion:
You know who didn’t have a lucky day? The little one below — she spent a good 20 minutes begging for some chocolate covered pretzels and didn’t get so much as a single treat. Maybe today will be different?
Hope everyone has an awesome weekend 🙂