'Bout to Have a Come Apart

Two weeks ago, I shared with ya'll how life had thrown me a curve ball and I was really trying to just move forward.  I told you I cleaned.  I did another blog within a couple days after that.  Things were looking good, right? Then guess what?  Just when you think it's safe to get back in the water....here comes Jaws.

To make a long story short, little did I know I was gonna have 2 more weeks of wack and things just seemed to keep getting worse.  Even my BFF showed up one day and asked, "Alright, where are the locusts?"  I was starting to feel just a little bit like Job, I'm not gonna lie.

I kept telling my family,
"This too shall pass"
"God will give us double for our trouble"
"Cast your cares"

Until finally I said,  "Man, I am about to have a come apart."

I took Friday off.  I probably shouldn't say this in a public forum but I took a mental health day.  (Oh, don't worry, I was very upfront about it.)  I had a list a mile long of what I was going to do.  Mind you, I had a pile of laundry a mile long that needed doing and dishes too.  I was even going to throw in a pedicure and eyebrow wax.  I really thought I could regroup in one day.  Ha.  Ha.  Ha.

Sometimes, you need a minute.  Sometimes you need more minutes.  Miraculously, by Sunday night, everything was great.  Most of my list of "catch up" was done.  My laundry was done.  My house was clean.  And believe me, I didn't lay around all weekend.  We had 8 adults and 4 kids at our house on Saturday night to celebrate my Lil Bit's 10th birthday.  (So yeah, I had to clean the house twice in one weekend)  And I tell you.  There is nothing like being around the people you love to fill your bucket up.

What got me there?  It was a combo of taking a breather, working my butt off to get caught back up on the things that needed doin' and then, enjoying life again for a change.  I was so happy last night to have a clean house, a regular bedtime, and a relaxed family.  Nothing like a little chaos to make you appreciate the finer things.

They say you can't have the testimony without the test.  I'm not really sure if I passed it or failed it.  And I don't even know for sure if it's over yet.  But I know one thing, we made it through to the other side.

Now, any day now, I am going to do something about these Chewbaca eyebrows I got going on.
Yikes.

Keep the Faith and Thanks for the Prayers!
K