*Terribly forgetful!
*Totally scatterbrained!
*Extremely tired!
*Terribly forgetful...oops.
I'm notorious at having so many unfinished "works in progress"-es. I always have good intentions and strong motivation when starting another "project", but then LIFE happens. By life I mean, 2 extraordinary little girls that have captured my heart and controlled my TIME. What happened to the days when I had all the time in the world and easily checked off the items on my TO DO LIST? I do good if I can find a notepad, let alone actually write down my list of things to do and complete them. It's funny (funny strange, not funny ha ha, unless your one of those people who knew me back in my super organized control freak days) how strictly organized and controlled my life used to be before my Ally and Ella...and my AJ for that matter. Since then, my time, energy, weight, sleep, eating habits, relaxation methods and girly "me" time has pretty much left the building. Not that I would change my life for anything in the world, don't get me wrong! My girls and hubby are my WORLD! God has blessed me in so many ways I can't name them all. God does, however, have a sense of humor by taking a controlling, list-making, mess intolerable, efficient super freak like me and put every hurdle he can throw at me to challenge me.
It used to kill me to be late. I used to always be on time, actually approximately 15 minutes early to every appointment. Yes, honey, that is the truth. My husband would totally be in utter disbelief by that comment, but it is true. Now, though, it's a different story. I swear I could sleep on the table next to the time clock at work and I would still clock in late. "Get up 10 minutes earlier", "Leave 5 minutes earlier", "Go to bed 30 minutes sooner". I've heard them all. And tried them. But LIFE isn't a To-Do list you can easily check off and get to the destination like some program written just for you. Who actually plans for a 2 year old's diaper BLOW OUT, just as we are walking out the door to go to daycare? Or a 4 year old's dramatic breakdown at daycare just as I'm turning to walk out the door, taking myself and her teacher to peel her off my leg? A wise person once said "Life's a journey, not a destination" (that wise person being Steven Tyler of Aerosmith from their song "Amazing". Yes, I know Ralph Waldo Emerson said it first, but he didn't sing it like Steven did!). My journey just has lots of winding, curvy, bumpy paths that prevent me from planning each and every little action. I've also heard that if you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans.
