Mess and Miracles

Call it madness, call it a moment of introspection, call it a whim, and blame the fact that I am a Millennial, but I took pictures of my MESS today and I am going to post them here. You see, today is the day that my kids are with their Dad. You would think that would give me time to get some things done, but an after school meeting left me getting home late. Add to the fact that I have a terrible sinus infection, (see previous post ) so when I got home, all plans to go to the gym left my aching body, and foggy head feeling overwhelmed. Instead of doing all the things on my to-do list when I came home, I took a much needed nap. (I of course set my alarm... because I still haven't quite figured out how to completely practice self-care.) After waking up, I snapped back into productivity... but my crazy schedule, and the fact that I am still not performing at my peak even when I am medicated, meant that what I accomplished didn't quite seem to make a dent in the Herculean to-...

I am tired. Not just tired actually...but flat out exhausted, weary- to-the-bone tired. School is back in session which means I hit the ground running with huge class sizes, new content, and over 200 students whose names I am trying to learn so that I can start that critical piece of building connections and relationships with them. Added to that I am the assistant coach for debate which at my school has the same after school and weekend commitments as a football coach does.  Now factor in juggling that full time job and that part time coaching position, while having to coordinate an army of babysitters and babysitting help, (you know who you are and I ❤ you!)  a large yard (see post about rain), an unfinished house, being a landlord, taking care of a dog, having a potty-training toddler and a 1st grader, a still tenuous co- parent relationship, and sprinkle on some financial and debt stress for good measure and you start to get the picture. Exhausted doesn't even do my ...

Have you ever been censured by God? You know, scolded, reprimanded and otherwise put in your place? That is what happened to me recently. Because it is HARD being in this single-mom zone. Lest you think that I am too much of a newbie at this, I have been doing this a little longer than either one of my two pregnancies. While that amount of time doesn't make me a seasoned solider, it definitely has got me looking at greener pastures thinking about how much better things might get in two or three years... that is until I got God-smacked. I can just picture Heavenly Father looking down at me and giving me a good finger wagging. At least that is what I envisioned as I was wishing and hoping for a future that is a far cry from my reality...and then I opened the Bible. (Which is a good place to be scolded... but take it from me, if you try to avoid reading your scriptures because you "don't want to hear it," God will still find a way to hit you on the head with ...