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Showing posts from March, 2007

Has it Really Been a Lazy Morning?

This morning I hardly did any work. I wrote a few checks and checked a few accounts online, to make sure everything is on the up and up. And the rest of the morning I spent on me...

This definately isn't something I do on any sort of regular basis, but this morning, I felt like I just needed a little time to myself. My dad/boss is out of town on business, and I'm the only one at the shop, what more opportune time could there be? I know there's a lot of work that needs to be done by the end of the day tomorrow, for the quarter end. But I knew not doing it this morning would be ok. I took the wonderful opportunity to write and read some emails, talk to a friend about her upcoming wedding, read a devotional and just rest my brain and my heart. It has been a week full of adventure, as my husband and I have been house and dog sitting for one of my mom's friends. We have two dogs to care for and a lovely home to enjoy - and take care of as well. We've really been having f…

An Ouch Kind of Week

Have you ever wondered what in the world is going on with you... Like everything you're more clumsy than normal, and you're especially prone to hurting yourself, no matter how hard you try to avoid it?

Well that's how the last week has been for me. First I got a bladder infection. Then I conked my head on the fridge at least 3 times putting away one set of groceries. Then I bumped my head pretty hard at work, just picking something small off the floor to throw it away. Lastly, while I was driving, I took a drink of pop (which I rarely have, because I was just that desperate for a little caffiene) I drop the cap and try to catch it, but instead gouge several pieces of skin out of my right hand. How is this possible?

Well, maybe it's because I'm an imperfect human. Maybe because God's given me opportunities to laugh at life. It's then my choice to laugh or not.

Why is it so hard to laugh at all this? Maybe because it's painful to my body. And my prid…