The beat goes on
When we first moved in, I was on a roll. I was getting up early to pray and read the Word, the house was clean, the laundry was caught up, I had it all together, except for the cooking part. That is still a work in progress. But lately, ugh. I'm tired. I'm lazy. I'm in a slump. I just want to sit around. It's really a blessing that we don't have cable because this is the time when I would willingly subject myself to hours of the cooking channel with reckless abandon.
Fortunately for my family, we don't have cable. Instead I find myself staring at the wall. I am starting to lose ground with the house, but I am at least trying to plan my meals ahead a day at a time. Tonight, fortunately, we have the church pot luck and I can get by with a broccoli salad, a pan of baked beans, and a loaf of bread. Someone will inevidibly bring hot dogs for the kids and there will be a nice colorful salad, if nothing else, for the grown ups.
I'm just tired. And now my house is filled with noise again and I am starting to lose my mind when there are more than three people screaming at the same time. Sometimes it's all I can do to manage this cup and little spoon.
Such is life.
Fortunately for my family, we don't have cable. Instead I find myself staring at the wall. I am starting to lose ground with the house, but I am at least trying to plan my meals ahead a day at a time. Tonight, fortunately, we have the church pot luck and I can get by with a broccoli salad, a pan of baked beans, and a loaf of bread. Someone will inevidibly bring hot dogs for the kids and there will be a nice colorful salad, if nothing else, for the grown ups.
I'm just tired. And now my house is filled with noise again and I am starting to lose my mind when there are more than three people screaming at the same time. Sometimes it's all I can do to manage this cup and little spoon.
Such is life.
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