Didn’t See That Under There

My brain was sleep-fogged. I was awakened by voices in my bedroom.

2 a.m.

A text message kept repeating: “Roomba is stuck near a cliff.” It made no sense.

A woman’s voice, coming from my phone, explained the Roomba needed help.

I heard John yelling, “Go away. Go back home. Get out of here.”

I was really confused.

Clicking and bumping sounds followed. Fully awake, I glanced at my husband, who was sitting up in bed and waving his hands and shouting as if he was being attacked.

“What’s going on? What’re you doing?”

“It’s in here. And I think it’s stuck under the bed.”

We’ve no pets, certainly not one with the ability to talk.

“The Roomba. It got in here somehow and it’s stuck and won’t go home.”

I couldn’t stop laughing. Poor thing must have felt like it was falling off a cliff; it had nowhere to go.

Our kids gave us an iRobot Roomba for Christmas, which roams the house and picks up dirt and any miscellaneous objects it can suck into its little vacuum mouth. My daughter had finally hooked it up for us, and it worked for several weeks before it got lost in the house trying to find its way to its home base.

Tiffany fixed it set it to clean at 1 a.m. Less bother for us.

Last time, however, we’d left our bedroom door closed because we’d had a houseful of guests. In the heat of our extended summer, we now leave it open to get air.

And unwanted visitors.

We’ve named our little robot vacuum Sugar. A reflection of the sweet gift it was to us and of our appreciation of the job it does. That wasn’t the name I was thinking of that night, though the one that crossed my mind also started with an S.

Neither of us fell back asleep quickly. Both of us woke with lack-of-sleep headaches. Both of us broke into laughter, however, when we talked through the bizarre incident the next morning.

Expectations are funny. I set my mind on certain things–and people–acting a particular way because it’s how I’ve known them to be. What my experience with them tells me is real.

When people or circumstances don’t match up to what I’d expected, I’m usually disappointed. I can excuse my little vacuum–it was doing what it was programmed to do. I can excuse circumstances that don’t measure up to my assumptions because I can’t control all that happens around me.

When people disappoint me, however, I get bent out of shape. I take their response to me personally, which may not be who they really are. They’re acting out of a stress response because their needs aren’t being met. Their lives may be out of kilter.

Just like mine can become.

People will always disappoint us. We’re not perfect. If I’m looking for a constant loving acceptance of who I am, I’ll only find it in Jesus. Everyone else will let me down.

I disappoint myself.

Acknowledging our stories and giving people the benefit of the doubt is how I should respond to the messy people we all are.

Not messes my robot vacuum can clean up.

11 responses to “Didn’t See That Under There”

  1. You did it again, Dayle. 😘

    Sandra Auer Sent from my iPhone



    1. Thanks, Sandra. Your words are truly heart-warming. You’re one of those people in my life that gives me the lift and nudge to keep writing. I’m truly grateful.


  2. 😂 poor little sugar.

    Everything else here pure gold and wisdom.

    But that roomba incident… 😂😂❤️❤️❤️


    1. That little pistol of a vacuum did it again last night. Why are we not learning? John followed the cries for help (it is a female voice) and found her stuck on kid toys that the grands left out. Old dogs and new tricks don’t mix. Love you–and praying for your continued ministry!

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      1. That is so funny. Thank you. Thanks for your prayers. Love you! xx


  3. Knowing your wonderful husband, I had a good laugh over this one…thanks Dayle!


    1. Thanks, Kev. It happened last night. Again. John, bless his heart, hunted around the house to find where she was calling from. I never woke up.


  4. You made me smile today… and wince a bit at the painful truth of disappointments. Appreciated your words – please pray for me to offer forgiveness, grace… and truth – in love – to those who are disappointing me now. Love you!


    1. Disappointment is so painful! Especially when I believe my expectations are justified. Praying for you, my dear friend–for grace, forgiveness, mercy, and love to flow freely from your lips and heart. You are a remarkable godly woman.

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  5. How funny Dayle!


    1. Those are really crazy little gizmos. The fact they talk to you to let you know they’re in trouble is a crack-up. Miss you, my friend.


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