Tom thoroughly enjoys SiriusXM Radio, his only personal indulgence. I personally think at least ten out of his favorite stations sound pretty much the same. Evidently, I'm not much of a connoisseur of easy listening. Since Tom and I no longer car pool daily, I figure his radio, his business.
And then it happened. We were on our way somewhere to see somebody when an announcement came on his FAVORITE station that it would be going off the air in a couple of weeks.
Sighs, followed by groans, then loud laments, and then days of grieving.
I may have been smart enough to keep my mouth shut, but my brain was yelling, "Seriously? It's a radio station, for crying out loud, not Congress shutting down for lack of agreement on this year's budget! Not to mention, it plays the same music as stations X, Y and Z."
No OCD in this family . . . well not much.
Has something rocked your world lately? Did someone move your cheese? Did it make you just a little crazy? Were you able to find it, or did you have to find new cheese?
I've noticed a few things from folks in my world about moving the cheese, the music, or anything else.
- Sometimes it's not about the object that was moved at all. It's about not having control over who's moving our cheese.
- Other times, we have control and "they" can only move it with our permission.
- Moving cheese may be painful, but not always.
- There may be times when I should move the cheese myself.
We live in a world that is constantly moving and changing, don't we? It's reassuring to me to know the most important part of it doesn't. "Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever." (ERV)
How do you react to unexpected changes in life? Are you reflective, resistant, resilient? What advice would you offer to someone encountering a change they didn't plan on?
BTW: SiriusXM eventually came to its senses and restored Tom's missing radio station.