You have days when you're gleefully happy. Nothing can bring you down; and nothing does. You're at the top of your game. When something stupid happens, you laugh at it in the face. You're empowered. You're the champion. Everything is going your way. Your work out was epic and you can already feel the damage/ sweet goodness. Your dog is as cute as ever; behaving like a little gentleman.
Your husband is lovable and is also enjoying the day. Dinner was on point; you're such a freaking great cook. You might even get a slushy. You end it on a happy note "God, thank you for this awesome day. Bring on tomorrow; I can feel its gonna be a great one again!!"
Then you have days where everything is completely chaotic. The dishes are piled high waiting for you to play Tetris in the dishwasher. Your toast lingered a little too long in the toaster and came out a nice shade of charcoal. You dropped the jar of chopped almonds, which if any of you have bought almonds you know this is heartbreaking because of the price of them alone. And now you have millions of pieces everywhere. (Last month, I dropped the container of oatmeal... this is beginning to be a nasty habit.) The house inspector shows up while you're in the middle of working out. You're a stinky sweaty mess. And then there's your dog; outside jumping as high as the patio door because there's an intruder in the house and he must sniff him. You don't have any socks because A) you haven't done laundry in how many days...? B) your dog hides them. C) when you actually do laundry, the dryer really does eat them.
You finally think you're ready for bed, only to lay down and be FULLY awake ( I have insomnia issues sometimes). "God, can you please let tomorrow be a little more relaxing? That would be wonderful. Pretty please.......thankyou".
And then you have those days. When everything feels like the color black/grey. It legit feels like its raining inside...
You wake up not feeling the greatest... probably from lack of sleep. Also it could be that the room feels like a sauna (all the other vents in the house blow the right temperature but the bedroom vent legit sends out flames).
Breakfast... the yummiest meal of the day. You put too much milk in your overnight oats. Or not enough (I have such a hard time with that and I don't think its supposed to be that difficult?).
What's next.. you open the washer to throw clothes in cause your husband is complaining about the no sock situation... and low and behold there's the last attempt of laundry. Staring back at you from the washer. Wonderful.
Then you walk out into the living room only to find your "adorable well-behaved" pup TORE apart his stuffed animal; your previously cozy room now looks like a mini snow storm has struck.
Your once green and blooming plants are now brown and crispy because of the hard and nasty faucet water you've been letting them drink. And you used to have a green thumb; with every falling leaf you're slowly losing that title. (I killed a cactus for gosh sake.)
Then you hear the roar of the garbage truck rumbling past your house... only to realize that you forgot to set out the overflowing trash bin. Again.
So this plus some other unfortunate events kinda make you in a foul mood. You bicker with your hubby... you bicker with the dog... you bicker with yourself (I sometimes have full on arguments with myself.. don't judge).
K now i hate the word bicker.
But you get the picture..
You lay down in bed... exhausted and discouraged. "Well God... that didn't go as planned. Quite the opposite. If you could make me fall asleep instantly so I can forget all the crud....." Right about then the dog hops up in bed thinking he's chihuahua size and can lay down on top of your legs. So you're trapped. "Yep... cause that's exactly what 'instantly falling asleep' means... goodnight Jesus"
In all of this... my point is: God's going to give you certain days, but you ARE going to get through them. It is all how YOU handle them. God is going to give you these tiny day by day obstacles... and He's only trying to help you grow stronger. To take hold of those frustrating and trying moments, succeed and conquer, and learn that hey- that was a gawdawful day but I'm not dead and I didn't kill the husband or dog. Job well done.
Whether you have grumpy days, buzzerko days, or pure bliss days, don't forget to recognize that God has provided you those days. They're a gift; doesn't matter if they're rotten. Who here has gotten a rotten Christmas gift? Its still a gift. Did it make you learn how to achieve the perfect "OH my goodness this is fantastic!" lying face? Then there.. the gift made you learn something. Same as a rotten God given day- He's letting you learn how to grow a stronger game face.
That's my childlike mindset. Sorry.
And I've rambled... and probably have not made much sense. Its a habit of mine. BUT. I have brushed you up on the little details of the desert dwellings of the Cherry familia. So you're welcome.
Now I am going to go... I have a cranberry banana bread that's justttttt about ready to come out of the oven. I'm probably going to sip on some java, stuff my face with said bread, and binge Gilmore Girls.
Cause it's freaking friday night and I can do what I wanna.
Adios.
And just because I know y'all miss our lovely faces. here.
and it doesn't look like I have a nose? Oh well, I have no pride. My dog's cute.
That's all that matters right?
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