Is there a fast-forward button on the calendar?
It's been a hard month, in so many ways. And on Sunday, I really thought I had reached my breaking point. In fact, I think I had a mini temper tantrum.
Over garbage bags.
Missing garbage bags, almost a brand new box of them!
They must have fallen off the shelf and into the garbage can.
Only I didn't realize it until several hours after tossing the garbage into the dumpster as we left our neighborhood on the way to church on Sunday morning.
Yeah, I was pretty ticked off about it.
Ask Gloria...she'll tell you.
And after that discovery, I still had to clean bathrooms (I despise cleaning bathrooms), do the laundry, mop the kitchen floor, and change the litter boxes.
I was N-O-T a happy momma.
Not at all.
Not even one teensy little bit.
until it hit me, while
At least I have a bathroom to clean, and the rest of our little home for that matter.
At least I have a warm, safe place to live in and call home and I can curl up under a blanket and read when the weather is less than desirable.
At least I have clothes (too many, probably) to wear and then wash when ever I want to.
At least I have a kitchen that needs to be mopped and cleaned up--it means I have food for us to cook and eat.
All of that made me settle down a little bit and get the jobs done.
I may not have done it with a smile on my face, but it did make me pause and be thankful.
But I'm still ready for January to be over and done with!