The Other I

May 28, 2012

In exuberant praise of little things

Filed under: Just Stuff — theotheri @ 8:32 pm

Why did I ever think I didn’t want to be like Therese of Lisieux, the saint who said that little things were important?

Yesterday and today I spent reworking the drippers on our watering system because the ones we bought were defective.  I took each one apart and drilled the drip holes again to get out the bits of plastic left behind from the factory process.

As a result, the job that I thought yesterday was going to take me about 15 minutes has now consumed two full days.

So that’s what happened to my blog post yesterday.  Today I’m too tired as well to write anything profound about my third unsolved scientific conundrum.  If the watering system stands the test process tomorrow, I will resume my philosophical angst about the implications of Darwin’s theory for our ideas of morality.

In the meantime, my apologies to Therese of Lisieux.  Little things do matter.

But at least the door of the airplane I was flying in last month was properly closed.  Some little things are bigger than others.

I’ll take my plugged water drippers and stop complaining.



  1. Your juxtaposition of water drippers with philosophical angst made me laugh! (And your diligence in drilling those holes yourself inspired me.) If only we could ream out some of these philosophical conundrums similarly, and get at the truth! My Raindrip system has the opposite problem–it’s so old that it has sprung leaks in the ivy, which is not in need of encouragement. I’m pretty sure there’s analogy potential there too, but my brain is too tired to try for it. (I’ve been buried in student papers for a couple of weeks, with miles to go before I sleep, or write anything but margin comments.)


    Comment by Barbara Sullivan — May 28, 2012 @ 9:02 pm | Reply

    • Thank you for laughing. It really does make me feel less burdened.

      You have my sympathy with a watering system going wild among the ivy. I have concluded that planting ivy along one’s fence shared with a neighbour is a hostile act. It is the most invasive, determined thing I have ever tried to tame.

      I miss teaching sometimes like a lost child. But I don’t miss correcting those papers! Enjoy the holiday.



      Comment by Terry Sissons — May 28, 2012 @ 9:16 pm | Reply

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