Since this blog is our family "scrapbook" and occasionally stands in as my journal, I have a few thoughts to share.
So this morning was one of
those mornings. Where a lot of different things go wrong. Well I was sitting on the top of the stairs having my own personal pity party when I had a realization. I'm sick of this "well when" attitude. I know you know what I am talking about, "I'll be happy when. . ." or "I'll get it together when. . ."
. . . when I get a full night's sleep
. . . when we have more money
. . . when Mike's job gets easier
. . . when school is out
. . .when the house is all clean
The list goes on.
When I was in highschool I had early morning seminary, school, soccer practice, choir practice, mutual, and then homework when I got home. And I still had time to hang out with friends and get decent grades. What happened to that person?
If I could juggle that much back then, then I can do it now! So I got up off my butt, skipped my shower, fed the baby, changed two diapers, unclogged the toliet, cleaned up the cat puke, got preschool ready, took Emma her forgotten backpack and got home before the kids got here.
While I was driving to Emma's school I kept thinking of that song "I'm a survivor" (at least the chorus) and this song "take me away" came on the radio. A song about just take me away from my problems and do you know what? I changed the station! I'm sick of the world and this wussy attitude of needing to escape from life. Life is hard, but we are tough! We can handle it even when things suck. Satan and the world keep whispering you deserve a break, you need this before you can be happy, you're not good enough, you can't get it done . . . I'm sick of listening to it!
So I am going to get my to do list done today and I am going to quit this "well, when . . ." attitude and I'm RSVPing NO! to the pity party.
I am a survivor!