Right now, I was planning to be at work. But alas, I'm sitting on my couch talking to you.
I've been working long hours with the attempts to catch up. I've been working long hours for a few weeks and life has just been a bit hectic.
Monday, I worked a total of 13 hours with a 1 hour lunch break and that was only to take Ellie out and run back to work.
At the end of the day I was spent. Emotionally, physically, and mentally. I had a few errands to run to get ready for my sisters birthday. As I was driving home, I couldn't find my phone and thought, I'll look for it when I get to the apartment. I couldn't find it, so drove back to the last store and waited till I could speak with my cashier. Nothing. I tried to keep a positive attitude and trekked back home.
As I sat in the parking lot I started to tear apart the innards of my car (it was quite messy) and still had no luck. I went to the apartment and dumped my tiny purse in hopes it would be in there. Then I lost it. It was brief and maybe a couple of tears but I sat on my couch and gave up for all of 2 minutes. After I had my pity party I ran back to the car and straightened it. First the front seat, then then the back seat and there it was, my phone! And it was only Monday.
Tuesday went pretty smoothly and I had the pleasure of celebrating my sisters birthday.
Here comes the fun part. Like I said I wanted to be at work right now, but I can't.
As I was getting ready and taking a shower my dog 🐶 , Ellie, had taken it upon herself to throw up everywhere. There was a trail on the floor in the carpet 😩, all on the sheets and comforter 😑, and even on her dog bed. Needless to say, I've been cleaning it up. And as I write this, I've paused a few times to clean up new spots. We are currently in the bathroom waiting till it subsides.
I'm assuming it's the piece of raw broccoli she had last night. Other than that, I have no idea 😶. What I do know is my plans of working early have come and gone. And it's almost time for my normal hours.
This week has been a hard week. It's only Wednesday, but I feel like it's been an eternity.
But through it all I haven't given up hope. Ok maybe during my little tantrum, but I didn't stay that way. As much as I'd like to be knee deep in work, trying to stay afloat, I can't plan every second of every day. But i am learning valuable lessons. Like, keeping up with work no matter what, so when days like this happen. I can afford to miss some time or a day off.
On Monday, I posted this photo from SheReadsTruth.com:
Little did I know I would need it so much! This is so true in all areas of my life. God has really been working on my life and my heart. And showing resolve even when the stress is unbearable is a true testament of my growth. Most times I complain I can't see what He's doing or that I don't have growth. But these past few weeks have shown that.
I've been changing my attitude and mantra from Life is Hard to I Can Do Hard Things. That has honestly helped. So instead of feeling defeated 😕 before my feet touch the ground, I touch the ground running and say ok, I've got this (thing called life). And I know I can't do it alone, but this helps me see that life is what you make it.
In a few short weeks, I turn 30, I want to leave my 20s with a bang 💥! Knowing I'm growing in so many areas is a perfect way to say goodbye 29!