Yesterday, I was told to meet my physical therapist by following some feet on the floor. I followed those feet out of the waiting room, through a door, and past small and large treatment rooms, but I wasn’t sure what to do when the feet went up the wall.
Not knowing where to go can send me up the wall and so can
- cell phones,
- injuries,
- physical pain,
- emotional pain,
- injustice,
- meanness,
- thoughtlessness, and
- people consistently misspelling my name.
What sends you up the wall? Does it send you up the wall that I haven’t defined my terms?
send someone up the wall
Fig. to annoy and irritate someone; to drive someone crazy. Don’t scratch yourfingers on the blackboard. It sends me up the wall!That noise sends me up the wall!
Do any of my photos from yesterday send you up the wall?
Personally, love and acceptance don’t send me up the wall. They send me over the moon.
When working in high tech sent me up the wall in the 1980’s, I would sometimes dance to this:
Please don’t write your comments up on the wall; instead, write them down below.
Over-the-moon thanks to all who helped me create this up-the-wall post and — of course! — to YOU.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 