Going back to work has disrupted my whole schedule.  And it doesn’t help that my washer decided to bust a hose and flood the laundry room earlier this week.  When the family left for school and work, I scanned the house.  ((sigh))  The word that came to mind was “hopeless.”

Deciding the house can wait another day, I pulled out the book I got from the library.  My heart ached to read.  I miss it terribly.  I haven’t picked up a book since I went back to work.  Yesterday, after running an errand, I had just enough time to stop at the library.  I ran my fingers down the spines of all those books.  I inhaled the smell of the library and found a couple of jewels to smuggle back home in hopes I could get them read.

I sat down this morning with the intention to read just for a few minutes then I would clean up the kitchen.  You won’t believe how this book started……  it was about feeling hopeless.  The same exact term I used for my house.  That’s when it hit me….  as the author explained that hopelessness tends to follow some sort of loss.  Makes sense….. my loss was my “normal” routine and time.  The result was the sense of hopelessness that I will never get everything done.

But I have a choice though…..I can wallow in defeat or I can do the best I can.  I want to do the latter.  It will be tough.  I can be really hard on myself.  It took me a long while to create the perfect schedule when I was at home.  It will have to take time to perfect my new one.

Well, guess I better run and try to get a little something done before I run off to work……

Enjoy your Labor Day Weekend….. God Bless…..

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