Stress = Avoidance

When I stress
I usually obsess
And then I do it and get it done.

But then there are those
HIGH times of
BIG stress.

(Like a vacation to Michigan in 10 days (as a certain 8 year old reminds me about 20 times a day) and I have no paperwork for the 10 year old coming the day before we leave on the trip and I am trying to figuring out what clothes I need for them in order for them to be warm enough while we are there and then the house is a pig-sty and work is crazy busy, oh and these are the two weekends each year that I work, and I found out that I have to be present at the school carnival until 11pm at night on Friday night, and we have two stabilization meetings to fit in during the next week, and my hair is crazy gray and needs to be colored, and I have no clear underwear, and I have piles of returns to make, and I have bills to pay, and a new girl is coming to the house on Friday night to watch Miss M and she's going to think we live in a pit, and I forgot to charge my phone again, and my agency wants the Christmas wish list for the girls by the end of this month, and I never got groceries this week, and three nights of training that won't get us home until 7 pm or later in the next five work days, and other stuff like this.)

And when BIG stress hits me
I avoid.
I avoid cleaning.
I avoid folding.
I avoid cooking.
I avoid doing.
I avoid communicating.


Lovely?  Ha.
Effective?  Not so much.

So...the question tonight was the blog or not to blog.
Well, it wasn't really a question.
It was more of an avoidance technique
That I was trying to talk myself out of.
But, I have learned these past few months
That my blog is my head on paper
And it's a good distraction,
A welcome one
One that tends to put me back on track.

So...now I feel sufficiently guilty
And sufficiently motivated to go
And do.
And now I am tackling this
Well, these,
And two others full of towels and sheets you can't see,
Before I allow myself to go to bed.

Have I mentioned that I HATE HATE HATE folding clothes....but what I hate even more is ironing.  I think these two baskets are going to have to go back in the dryer with a wet towel. Oy vey.

 Now...despite the BIG stress

And the rambling blog above.

I have mentioned that I LOVE MY LIFE

And I LOVE walking in HIS PERFECT WILL for me.

And I have never been more peaceful and personally satisfied in my life?

Well...in case I haven't.  There you go.

Praise Reports:
Miss M is so excited about EVERYTHING in her life right now...going to a teacher friend's house tomorrow night while I am at a training, her mom visit on Saturday, Ms. O's sleepover on Saturday night, a day of hanging out on Sunday, Ms. O coming to live with us on Thursday, and then flying out on Friday.  She literally hops.

Prayer Requests:
See rant above.  :-)