Square Peg ● Round Hole







We all joke about when snow is predicted, everyone runs to the store to stock up on milk and bread.   This morning as we await the arrival of what has been described as a “beast” of a storm, I realize there is a psychological component to the need of preparation.   I heard a psychiatrist on a news show yesterday explaining the chemical components released in our brain when something out of our control is approaching.  Our need to take action whether it is buying groceries or stocking up on tools to help us cope. There is a need to well prepared as it gives us comfort.

I had gone to the store earlier in the week, so I am in good shape, but I woke up this morning in a bit of a frenzy feeling the need to “do something”.    Anxiety of the unknown can certainly fuel us to feel powerless.    After four days in this house, there certainly is that component involved.   As I review my pantry and refrigerator, I have everything I need even though my mind is challenging me.  There is a mantra running through my head that this too shall pass.

I pride myself on always being prepared which really is an illusion.  One can never be fully prepared unless you have a crystal ball and can see the future.   Doing the best we can with the information is all we can really do to feel comfortable, even when the situation around us is unsettling.

With the sense of uncertainty looming, I can think of all the things I take for granted.  Being able to leave my home whenever the urge moves me, counting on school to free me from the bondage of male hormones, my Bassets being able to navigate the backyard without being buried by snow, and the list goes continues.    There are no guarantees in life, so I guess the lesson is to be as prepared as you can and the rest will fall in place.