Thursday, March 15, 2012

another regular, normal, beautiful day; a second chance

It's 1:26pm.
I have yet to take a shower.
I threw on jeans and a tshirt this morning so I could make it through the day not feeling like a complete (smelly) loser.
The three of us have been busy running around in the sunshine.
And, as I learned a few years back,
this just falls into the category of "suffering to lack".

What the heck does that mean?
Well... means that whenever you do something,
something else will suffer.
It will lack by not having it's needs met.
Which gives this perfectionist a ticket to fail.
Because it's a guarantee that something is NOT getting done
whenever you are getting something done.
It helps me relax a bit more
and I become [a little] less uptight.

So what's been suffering?
What's been lacking?
My house.
My to-do list is longer than my weekly grocery receipt
(due to 64 jars of baby food I receive through WIC).
Man, is that receipt L-O-N-G!

I still have to clean/scrub the bathroom
(it's been neglected far too long...I won't share with you how I know this).

There's all this stuff (I don't know what else to call it)
parked in my bedroom waiting to be transported into the attic.

The inside of my fridge needs a bath.

My cat is apparently afraid of getting lost...
...she's leaving far too many tufts of her hair behind.
Maybe she has a Hansel and Gretel complex??
Which means my wall-to-wall carpeted apartment has a serious date with the vacuum cleaner.

The laundry needs to be washed, 
and put away (that's the part I hate most).

And then there's the office...
...don't even get me started on the office...
...that will probably take an entire weekend to organize and clean...
...I'm dead serious.
It's g.r.o.s.s.
But, whatever.

Because the most important thing right now is that
I need a shower.
A second cup of coffee.
And an emotional recharge
that I can only obtain from lots and lots and lots of 
hugging and kissing on my babies.
Because it's been told to me,
that if my kids lack their mother,
they'll suffer.
The proof was in yesterday's pudding:  bad day.
And suffer we did.

But the sun came up again this morning
laying new beams of golden light across my floor.
And it reminds me
that today
God's new mercy shines upon my heart again.
That today
I am given a second chance.

It's 1:48pm.
And I have yet to take a shower.

70° Warm in the sun and cool in the shade.
Kiddos are wearing shorts and tshirts.
All my windows are open and we've already visited the crocuses in the front yard.


  1. Replies
    1. thanks! we did! Here in's a rare sight! It's such a blessing to have it ALL week.

  2. The only thing that won't wait is your children growing up. Your priorities are perfect, Michelle.

    1. Thanks, Gail! I'm doing my very best to do the best by those kiddos (sometimes, I fail at it, but I am thankful for God's grace!). I'm trying and you're recognition of that is encouraging to me :)


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