Why?

Why aren't all mirrors created equal?  And why do the ones at the yoga class make me look so much fatter than the ones at home?

Why aren't our watermelons growing as fast and lovely as the pumpkins?

Why is it so complicated these days to get important stuff done (like retire from employment, get the insurance going, wade through the confusion of Social Security and Medicare part B)?

Why was  my shopping at Super Walmart yesterday accompanied with such a feeling of discouragement?  People shop there all the time, including me, I was just so puzzled at the emotion I felt.

Why does August feel like it's three months long?

Why are new glasses so much money that I've decided to postpone getting them?

Why aren't next year's calendars in the store when I'm ready to acquire them, rather than when someone else thinks I should be ready to acquire them?

Why have the hummingbirds been so totally greedy at the feeders until the last few days?  It seems to me that they're usually going at the food (preparing for their migration) in September rather than August.  Does that mean an early/nasty winter?

Why is it so hard for some people to say thank you?  Or, please?

Why am I so reluctant to talk on the phone rather than text?  (I think a couple of my kids have exhibited this same distaste for actual phone conversations.  Sorry, kids.)

Why has the hurricane season this year been so calm - until we're ready for the beach and then the wind shear changes and the hurricanes start coming?  Couldn't the hurricanes have waited until after our trip?

I guess they're far away bu those are geese.

And in spite of all the "why's" (and this is just a small sampling), I am grateful.  I loved walking the trail yesterday morning and seeing all these geese in the field.  Still not quite sure why they were there, the field had no vegetation, it was just dirt.  But I loved seeing them there.  Lots of geese activity around here usually signals the beginning of fall and I'm ready for fall.  I'm grateful for the accomplishment of a few things that mean we're getting closer to having things all in order for The Husband to do his own thing instead of working for someone else.  I'm grateful for a fresh watermelon, I hope it tastes as good as it looks like it should taste.  And I'm grateful for a long, holiday weekend.  Even though I'm subbing on the organ again (how does that happen to me so much - I'm not even an organist anymore) a holiday weekend means lots of the ward will be out of town and I won't feel so intimidated.

And I'm so very grateful for how chipper The Husband has been.  I wish he'd been able to take this step in his employment a long time ago, it's so good to see him happy.