The Missing Eggs

As you may know, one of the greatest joys in my life is to make fun of my husband. I don’t know why it is, but clearly Hashem put this desire in my heart. Maybe it’s because David has/had a massive ego and needed a partner that would keep him in check. Yeah, that’s it! I’ll go with that theory. So I’m going to tell you the story of the missing eggs.

One day, I went food shopping. I know – does it get any more interesting? I could just stop right there. But, no. I’ll continue. So I went food shopping. Normally I buy the tray of 18 eggs that you can stick in the fridge. Last week, I tried to save myself another shopping trip and bought the double super-duper jumbo tray of 60 eggs. That’s a double decker tray! The problem was that it was so big, I couldn’t put it in my fridge. So I left it on the counter.

Leaving things on the counter is a known thing with Israelis. I didn’t understand it when I was a kid, because my parents were the only parents I ever saw that left everything on the counter, and for days at a time! I remember seeing hard-boiled eggs, cooked potatoes, fried eggplant pieces, just sitting on a plate on the counter. Why didn’t they put the food in the fridge? Silly readers! That would require common sense, which many people of Middle Eastern descent seem to lack. Don’t get so offended. I also offended myself, duh.

So I did the Israeli thing and left the gigantic tray of eggs on the counter. Eventually, it would get small enough to fit in the fridge. Okay, are you ready for what happens next? Hold on to your common sense!

The next day, I went to the gym. I know – my life is so terribly exciting. Baruch Hashem. While at the gym, I suddenly get three texts in a row: “Good day to leave me with no eggs.” “Bring the neighbor 6 eggs later.” “Okay, so I missed the small container of eggs on the counter.”

Yup. I’m shaking my head, too. How is it possible he didn’t see it? And how is it possible he eats 6 eggs at a time? Well, the second answer is easy – he only eats egg whites, because he refuses to listen to me when I tell him that yolks don’t raise cholesterol. Am I subconsciously mad at him or something? This entire article seems to be picking on him, doesn’t it?

Okay, so anyways. There is another point to my ranting. See, many times we look for solutions to problems that we’re going through, but because we’re so caught up in the negativity of the problem, we can’t see the solution! It could very well be that the answer was in front of us the entire time, but our negative perception of the situation literally blinded us.

Please, somebody get me a Nobel Prize already!!

So what’s the answer to finding the answer? Did that question make any sense? It’s to let go of our negativity as much as we can when we go through a difficult time. That’s easy to say, but very hard to do. But I’ll give you a little trick that Rav Shalom Arush taught me (and the rest of the world:)

Say “Thank You!” This is the switch you need to fix your perspective. Once that’s changed, Hashem will magically open your eyes, and then you’ll see the gigantic tray of eggs that was sitting in front of your face the entire time! You know, I think I’ll schedule an appointment for David for some new glasses…