Monday, December 10, 2012

You Get What You Get

I wish I remembered the conversation better, but it is hard to wax nostalgic on small talk when you are out in the rain, covered in horse mud, and holding a board in place while a chain saw slices into it a few feet away. I was out with two amazing friends, Brett and Elizabeth, who had donated a wet Saturday morning to put up a wall on the horse's barn. We were joking around, and the banter went something along the lines of me jabbing on Brett for his incredibly detail-oriented and frugal ethic and my membership as chairwoman of the Seat-Of-The-Pants Society. It was all in good fun, but you could tell there was an edge of frustration in my voice. My carpenter ethic isn't anywhere close to Brett's and I knew we only had two hours. Elizabeth just shrugged and told me one of the best things I ever heard about personal interaction with those you hold dear. She said, "You get what you get."

I love that. It is like an injection of sense and perspective about any person you choose to invite into your life. When you take on another life and make it part of your own, regardless if it is a friend, a significant other, an in-law or even a new pet. Folks, you get what you get. You can waste time squabbling about the little things or just sigh and accept them. Ever since Brett and I became friends we've tolerated each other's quirks and differences. And as Elizabeth put it, every so perfectly, a few moments later when Brett was watching me struggle to set a board in place (upside down), "He gets what he gets, too." I burst out laughing.

The three of us got the boards up and reinforced. The wood was maple he milled himself up in the Adirondacks. The lumber was my Christmas present, he said. talk about the apex of handmade for the holidays, the man made a barn wall! Then Brett climbed up on the roof and fixed the few stray pieces that blew off with Hurricane Sandy. By the time the three of us were done the horses had a solid roof, a windbreak built into the mountain, and all of us were dirty, sweaty, and bleeding. It was a long three hours in fine Scottish weather, but it was spent with amazing people. I am blessed to have friends that will give up their weekends to help out this scrappy farm (emphasis on the scrappy), but every weekend and every project it gets a little better. The horse paddock needs a lot of work (right now it is just mud and sagging fences reinforced with electric) but even at this bleak moment in it's history it does the job. It makes it possible for me to live with my dream horses ride them all over this mountain.

Thank you so much guys. I think that wall needs a wreath! And when the snow does fall around here the mud will freeze and the place will look darling. I look forward to that first storm more than I ever did as a kid waiting for Christmas morning. Toys are nice, but a life lived in a way that makes you feel blessed everyday covered in snow makes Furbies about as appealing as the mud on our coveralls.

Here's to friends and sturdier barns!


Blogger Unknown said...

Reminds me of a great quote “Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.” – Dr. Seuss

You are blessed Jenna with strong friends who care.

December 10, 2012 at 3:27 PM  
Blogger Carol said...

To friends!

December 10, 2012 at 3:29 PM  
Blogger Meredith said...

Fine Scottish weather...... the best kind. :)

December 10, 2012 at 3:35 PM  
Blogger Cathy said...

Amen sister!

December 10, 2012 at 3:43 PM  
Blogger Tiffany said...

What a great way to look at our relations with others!

December 10, 2012 at 5:57 PM  
Blogger Holly said...

Ilove this. I have come to realize that it doesn't have to be perfect to be done ('tho it looks great). Every time you go to or past that stall you'll think of how it came to be, and recall that wet day when three determined people made it happened. Kudos to you and your friends.

December 10, 2012 at 6:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is a beautiful barn wall! Love the variation in the wood colors.

December 10, 2012 at 7:10 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth from the Berkshires said...

It was a pleasure to help, a joy to be in good company, and it totally kicked my ass.

And to follow up, the best thing ever is when you find a friend who will laugh with you over who they are and who you are, no matter the differences. Blessings to you both.

December 10, 2012 at 8:41 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

A favorite saying in our house is "You get what you get - and you don't get upset!"

December 10, 2012 at 8:44 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

A favorite saying in our house is "You get what you get - and you don't get upset!"

December 10, 2012 at 8:44 PM  
Blogger kwdiving said...

Cherish those muddy, bloody, friend filled moments. They are everything worth remembering!

December 11, 2012 at 7:34 AM  

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