No pictures today. Just a bit of an update on our week. Justin has been working a tonne of overtime in the past month and it has made me think of single mothers out there and has made me wish I helped them out more when I had free time. Besides being with the kids 24/7 and doing all the housework and errands and groceries and meal planning and budgeting there is also car and van issues (they both need to have a little job done on them in the next while) and yardwork and finishing up reno's and still trying to spend quality time with the kids. My work outs have been the first thing to go. Why is that? I have felt overwhelmed this week and very anxious and stressed. I hate saying "I'm stressed out" and usually refuse to use those words. They are overused. But even when you don't say it, sometimes it is still true! I feel a lot better (read - more positive) this morning and Justin figures he has about another week with this project. So - I will believe him again ;) and just keep moving forward and doing what I can. It sure has made me appreciate him more. I could learn to use the whippersnipper in the yard but I don't really want to. But it's getting to that place because I just want to get it done! There are also some trees to cut down and/or back. And how do you get the van to the shop alone with 4 kids? I guess you get it towed... And I would probably have to hire someone to paint the back entry because it is two stories high and I would hate to fall off the ladder while home with the kids and have no one know it. These are all things I don't usually have to think about because there are two of us. I haven't forgotten how blessed we are and I'm so grateful for so much. Just feeling a little worn out and lonely lately. I'm sure you've all had the same feeling while knowing that everything really is fine and no one will care if the weeds are waist high in your yard...
Stay in your lane. Don't look at other people's papers. Those couple of lines jumped out at me as I read Maria Goff's book " Love Lives Here" It reminded me that we can't all live the same life. Comparisons hold us back and discourage us like nothing else. We have fears of being different when we are SUPPOSED to be different. I grew up trying to fit in and not doing a very good job at it. When I was in my teens I thought I'd try a new approach so I started trying to be the opposite of what I was because I thought that is what everyone else wanted me to be. I am chatty and energetic and I tried to be dainty and quiet. I didn't do a very good job of that either. Yikes. Trying to be someone we're not is exhausting and it doesn't work. We seldom fool anyone or achieve the goal we thought we wanted. What we all really want I think, is to connect with one another and to matter. As an adult I have had goals and held them up against other p...
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