A One Word Flop

Frick. This morning was a nightmare. The worst part was that it was all my fault and I was the only one stewing about it. Pity party for one! There was really no reason for everything to be getting on my nerves but it was just happening, spinning out of control and I couldn't stop it. I woke up at 6:30am knowing I should just get up and get showered for the day. Knowing that it would probably be the only opportunity to do so without having a child in the bathroom with me. But I didn't so when the day did start, I was my greasy self. I am not productive when I am greasy. This I know. Then I dilly dallied. Hard core dilly dallied. In the back of my mind I could hear my 'One Word' screaming at me "Be diligent! Get your ass in gear! You know the little girl you watch is coming early today. Get going. Get off of Facebook. Stop checking things. MOVE IT!" I didn't listen. I got my breakfast smoothie made but it took hours to drink. All I wanted was to get to the part of the morning where there was coffee. There are still dishes in the sink from this morning. I waited until I got the text "we are on our way!" to get in the shower and prayed Harvey wouldn't get into the toilet bowl cleaner and drink himself into a coma. As soon as B got here, she and Harv helped me unload the dishwasher. That was nice. And then Harvey dumped out all the blocks and the living room floor to add to the mess that was already there. I think clutter stresses me out... Photo Jan 23, 10 05 49 AM

This was the moment that I, well stopped to take a selfie first, and then turned on the Disney Channel. Those kiddos needed to get out of my way or my head was going to start spinning. I was getting snappy for no reason at them. Mickey was much safer than me at that moment. As I sipped my finally brewed coffee, tidying things up, taking a deep breath, hoping my Bible would be delivered today (no really, I had ordered a Bible from Amazon and it should have been here today) my 'one word' was still in the back of my head. If I would have only been diligent this morning. I knew what I needed to get done today. I should have just gotten up and taken advantage of the day.

Shoulda, woulda, coulda. Lesson learned for tomorrow. And that Bible that I was waiting for? Here's the verse that I was directed to find today.

"Here my cry, O God, listen to my prayer! From the ends of the earth I call; my heart grows faint. Raise me up, set me on a rock, for you are my refuge, a tower of strength against the foe." Psalm 61:2-4

I think me and this Bible are going to be good friends. More on that later...