I drew this at 3:30 am, after waking up too hot and too anxious about stuff. Will I get the napkin xmas cards done? Will I get the 2nd napkin dad book done? How will I find a printer who can do it cheap enough? What about my other work, my photography, where should I place it online to sell it? Will I win the major art grant I am applying for this week?
I tossed and turned in bed, wringing my hands about it all (I wasn’t actually physically wringing my hands, but my feet did get quite tangled up a few times).
So, I got out of bed and drew this napkin. Sort of like late night therapy for myself.
I am not a bench sitter in general. I like to take action. But sometimes I find myself sitting and worrying. Then I look off into the personal landscape of my life and I realize the river is still raging, the volcano is still threatening and the fire is still burning while I contemplate it all.
Sometimes just realizing that allows me to relax because I know what I can and will do when the sun rises in the morning. I will roll up my sleeves and take action. I will sandbag the levee, call the fire department, and keep a close eye on that volcano in the distance.
Are you wringing or rolling?
Drawing by Marty Coleman, The Napkin Dad of the The Napkin Dad Daily blog
quote by Pat Schroeder, 1940-not dead yet, American Politician