I’m sorry… but if you don’t think this is funny, well then, I can’t help you.
Anyway… things have been pretty quiet around here as I haven’t been my usual crafty self. I was under the weather for a bit with some viral something and then the crazy pollen levels gave me a run for my money as well. Add that to two little girls who are bursting with non-stop energy, a full-time job, a spouse that works every other weekend, a crazy time change (and all the other everyday crap that has to be accomplished to run a household) and you can probably figure out why the projects just ain’t crankin’ out like they usually do.
I’ve also found myself in a bit of a funk lately so quite a few evenings have been spent aimlessly perusing Pinterest, going to bed early, and watching way more Duck Dynasty than is probably normal. I’m not sure what’s got my goat, to tell you the truth. Maybe it’s that my body just needed some rest to recover from whatever had me down for the count. Maybe it’s that I’m sick of budgets, money, saving, and analyzing every penny that I spend. Maybe it’s that I’m tired of feeling like I can’t relate to a lot of the other moms I meet because I’m one of very few that actually work outside the home. Maybe I’m tired of feeling like I can’t relate because they all have their moms and I don’t. Maybe some days I really just want to be a daughter for a change, and I’m sad/angry/distraught that I can’t be that anymore.
I don’t know. Whatever it is, it’s slowly getting better with rest, with some therapeutic runs, and with a little introspection and time in the Word. Nothing like the Lord to put things in perspective. (And a little painting doesn’t hurt either.)