One of Those Days

I should have known today was going to be one of those days when I didn’t want to get out of bed, over-reacting to something, when tears welled up in my eyes before my feet ever hit the floor.

I should have known today was going to be one of those days when my day started off with wet carpet and a wet throw pillow from my new bedding set, when the weather outside was gray and rainy and promised nothing more for the day, when the mood inside didn’t look much better than the one outside.

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I should have known today was going to be one of thoes days when a hot shower and brazilian hazelnut coffee and 5 chapters in Exodus didn’t lift my mood. Neither did the cinnamon toast crunch nor the watching of The Wizard of Oz with the kids.

I shouldn’t have been surprised when the day kept going the same way, when the children kept bickering, when I kept wanting to hide in a hole until the day was over and come out after the coast was clear. But I guess I’m not all that bright – because I keep asking “where did that come from??

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” So yeah – I guess I’m a little slow.

Obviously… I am not slow enough. Not slow enough to anger. Not slow enough to speak. Not slow enough to pause and reflect and react in the spirit rather than the flesh.

Being the mature one stinks – can I throw a fit for what I want, too?? No. Being the mature one is the right thing to do. Of course. I have to be the parent. I have to be mature. I have listen to the Spirit and seek the Word and lean on God.

I should have known. So why do I forget, why do I give in so easily? Perhaps because I had such high hopes for the day. And I tend to react childishly when things don’t go my way.

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My house isn’t any cleaner (it might actually be worse.)

My errands haven’t been run.

My mood isn’t any better.

On the other hand, school is done, without too much difficulty, in a reasonable amount of time. And for a few minutes, the kids are playing together and getting along. Can’t win every battle, right? Sometimes it might be wisest to call a truce. Which translated means:

Order a pizza, make hot chocolate and listen to Christmas music (while trying to get them to dance clean and hoping for the best.)

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November 20, 2009 6:01 pm

Oh girl! I SO know what you are talking about. Those days sneak in and take over our personalities before we know it! Hang in there! I’ll say a prayer that tomorrow is a much better day for you!!

November 20, 2009 9:57 pm

Man, I hate days like that. I guess we all probably have them. I hope things will go better tomorrow!

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