Similar To The Beef Stew Incident of '04

Yesterday afternoon was similar to the "Beef Stew Incident of '04".

I was pregnant with my first born and was hungry for beef stew so the two of us went to Cracker Barrel for dinner.  The waitress sat my bowl of beef stew in front of me and I immediately burst into tears.  It was more like a vegetable soup.  It had a beef broth base, stewed tomatoes and vegetables.  No.  What I was wanting was meat, potatoes and carrots in a gravy type sauce.  I excused myself from the table and went to the bathroom where I sat on a toilet for what seemed like forever crying my eyes out.

When I returned to the table, I think Shane was thinking-Wow.  Just.  All I can say is wow.  He offered to let me order something else, but I sucked it up and ate the crappy soup.

Cue yesterday afternoon.  Oh Lordy.  Yesterday was a combination of being determined to accomplish some things, being so tired I could barely keep my eyes open, being overwhelmed at all that still needed to be accomplished even after I'd worked so hard, being excessively hungry, and wishing I had hearing aids I could take out to turn down the volume.

By 3 o'clock I was on the couch going through the tissue box at full force,  crying my eyes out.  The main culprit?  My windows are dingy and my blinds are dusty.  That's right.  I wasted half a box of tissue over blinds and windows.  I couldn't even let myself think about the crown molding, baseboards and fans.  It would've been more than one heart could handle.

Who the heck knows what's up with that.

And then, just listen to this.  Shane tells me to make a list of all I want accomplished and he'll knock it out over the next few weeks.  Well.  That just made me cry worse because it was so stinkin' sweet.

Thank heavens for new days and fresh starts.  This morning I woke up feeling so much better.  The temperature has dropped outside 40 or so degrees and it feels good to have the windows open (lol). 

Yesterday we conquered introducing division and it went over surprisingly well.  This afternoon we are going to the library to refill the book bag.  My 7 loads of laundry (or was it 8?) are washed, dried, folded and put away.  My headache is gone.  And this morning I was reminded from the words of Jeremiah that God gives rain in its season, both the autumn rain and the spring rain.  He'll give what we need when we need it.

No matter what type of day it shapes up to be, we are always called back to follow the One who is gentle in heart.  We can sat our strivings aside, accept the unfinished work, and find rest for our souls.