Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Stress, Psalms, and Dryers

Crazy day. Mom sent me a very good Psalm for today:
Psalm 143:8
Let the morning bring me word of your
unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.

Psalm 143

1 O LORD, hear my prayer, listen to my cry for mercy; in your faithfulness and righteousness come to my relief.

2 Do not bring your servant into judgment, for no one living is righteous before you.

3 The enemy pursues me,
he crushes me to the ground;
he makes me dwell in darkness
like those long dead.

4 So my spirit grows faint within me; my heart within me is dismayed.

5 I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done.

6 I spread out my hands to you;
my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.

7 Answer me quickly, O LORD;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.

8 Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I lift up my soul.

9 Rescue me from my enemies, O LORD,
for I hide myself in you.

10 Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God;
may your good Spirit
lead me on level ground.

11 For your name's sake, O LORD, preserve my life;
in your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.

12 In your unfailing love, silence my enemies;
destroy all my foes,
for I am your servant.

Ok, so I was a little stressed when I talked to her this morning...until after noon. Well almost that long. My house is crazy-Lexi peed on the carpet again, Ethan was being a normal two-year-old, there were messes everywhere, and I don't do messes well. I just cleaned the bathrooms and vacuumed, and had to do it all again today. Along with laundry, cleaning the kitchen, washing the sheets, etc. I just get tired of it, and it all builds up. If I throw on one more thing at any given time, my meter just goes off the charts, and I can't breathe (seriously, can't breathe oxygen)!
I'm fine now, the house is clean, and I feel more in control. I've got the forgiven pup on my lap, and now I get to care for me. Ethan is taking a nap, and I've got to catch a shower when the opportunity arises. My floors need to be mopped, but maybe they can wait till after I get cleaned. And, I don't want to wake up Ethan! I want him to be up when the kids get home so they can be kids. : )
They have p.r.e. (think Sunday School) tonight, so they'll have to have their baths right after school and before dinner to get to bed after they come home! I think next year we'll opt for pre on Sunday mornings again. We thought this would free up our Sundays, but now we have Girl Scouts Sunday evenings anyway, and one more thing in the week is overthrowing us! (And Ches is taking Clay to cub scouts on Thursday night to see if he wants to join. Yes, we needed ONE more thing!)
Inhale, Exhale, Inhale, Exhale. (It helps me remember.) Can you tell I haven't been doing my yoga/Wii for a couple days? I thought I'd lay off the exercise while I've been sick, but I'm MiSSinG it! BTW, I am feeling better! No more congestion, and I think I'm well!! yay!
If you see a fire my direction, it might be my dryer. It's not working so well. When I turn the dial to Normal setting, it displays the light dot by Heavy Duty, and doesn't want to come on. Then I hear random beeping during the cycle (only when I'm out of the room-it senses me) even when it is on silent. Mom says it's electrical, and I should probably replace it. Maybe I'll just use it till it dies, but watch it in the meantime-for fire. I should probably recharge my fire extinguisher. You know, the dryer's only three years old, you'd think it'd have a longer life expectancy than a can of green beans.
Thanks for the Psalm, Mom. You know, I needed one! : ) And now the baby cries out, as I haven't made it to the shower yet. I ReaLLy need it now!
ps: for mom, BTW-By the way


Gigi said...

You are fine my dear. Just fine. You try very hard to do a million things at once. Sometimes just take a day and do nothing. Literally do nothing but appreciate the day.

Psalm 118: 24 This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.

And everything doesn't have to be pristine, sometimes just turn the other cheek to cookie crumbs, floors awaiting sweeping and mopping, laundry stacked up to the ceiling. After all, and it took years, but now I don't even take notice if things are awry. (And that too can be a bit of a problem, but not mine).

I remember the interview Erma Bomback gave not too long before her passing. She said "If I had my life to live over, I would use the good dishes, sleep on the good sheets (saved for overnight guests), invite people over to dinner (on a whim) even if the house is dirty and dance anytime opportunity comes around."

Here is a link to a sweet website that honors Mrs. Bombeck and her humor and as well as her faith.

Remember when you came home from Nice, France and you were popping out of bed at six a.m. each morning, making your bed, taking a shower before you woke the kids up? And all this before seven a.m.??? That was so amazing, but you had seven days of good rest behind you. are back to the "joie de vivre," that happens every day of our lives. You are fine, just fine.

Now how about that dinner party Saturday night?


The Ware's said...

Your days are sounding like mine.. this week has been crazy - glad it's coming to an end. I woke with a massive migraine this morning and haven't really shaken it - just symptoms changed.. but enjoy your naps while they last - Nora has pretty much given them up! We need a playdate.. :o)