I often find myself making "deals" with others. Business "deals" - those seem to be the easy ones [re: my work/business]. Family "deals" get slightly trickier.
You know, like this, "Mom if I remove your dead toenail - you have to pick up the dog's poop for two days."
"If you let me stay up 20 more minutes - I'll rub your feet for 5 of those minutes".
This "dealing" often reminds meof a show I used to watch almost daily. "Let's Make A Deal" [with Monty Hall].
I loved everything about this show. The weirdness. The suspense. The selfishness of the players. They may already have a new car in curtain #1 but they sit there really stressing about how curtain #3 may have something better. Ya, like a 187 year old camel.
Low point. Yesterday. When [can't believe I am going to admit this but . . ] I actually found myself proposing a "deal" - wait for it. wait for it. . . . with God. Yep, you read that right. The thought/prayer went up something like this [sorry if this is hard to follow, but it's the honest truth]
"....if You can please help me with my "A" [wait that doesn't sound right]."
"....If You help me with my #1 then I'll do #2 [wait, that sounds even worse]."
[self slap. Emz, stay focused.]
"....if You help me with XYZ then I'll make sure I take care of ABC that I've been putting off."
and before I could get to my next thought my eyes poped open.
Really Emz?! Really?!
He scratches your back and you'll scratch HIS? Get a clue Lady . . . . He is already scratching. Ya, for like 30 something years. Feel it. Realize it. Be grateful for it.
[Note to self.]
A few less deals in life, may be a really good thing. I truly, don't feel like I ask a lot of others. But when I do . . . why are they always in "deal" format?
So please feel free to call me out on this, if I do it.