No need for Hubby or kids to fear I will toss out some of their goodies. I am not culling physical objects. Not toss-in-trash items that I haven't used in six months...not piled papers and oodles of "idea articles"...not dust elephants in room corners (though I should be)...
This time it is my schedule. Imagine that: taking the advice of my Saturday Stuff-It Chronicles and using it on moi-meme...what kind of crazy talk is that?!
Already blubbering responses to the word "no" arise from others with panic...I cringe as I hear, "but you have ALWAYS done that..."And as I observe my calendar open the guilt level rises and I try to self-talk (or self-yell?) it away.
Why, oh why, am I changing up the status quo? Several reasons:
- the massive cold sore that has become my top lip - already successful in its threats to have me resembling a manatee..always a sure symptom of my overwhelmed self
- forgetting the names of our children because 1) I stay up so darn late trying to shove in as much as humanly possible and am awakened so often during the night that not my brainpower fails to produce any such power and 2) I am out in the evenings so often I don't see our adorable progeny
- "Homewood" isn't jokingly looking attractive: it is a serious contender on my checklist of possibilities and I truly fear being sent there, with or without strait jacket and drooling, very soon
- I have neglected the only thing that matters: the Lord. Too tired, stressed, overwhelmed, and anxious I have ignored the One who is calling me...I have pushed aside His beckonings for laundry, the occasional toilet scrub and endless amounts of must-dos...
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