I can’t believe I said ______.
Did I remember to ______?
(No, of course not.)
Maybe I should switch shampoos.
Who cares about shampoo? There are people dying.
What can I do? Why am I allowed to keep on living my one beautiful life?
(But really, the shampoo options are out of control.)
Is it supposed to be cold tomorrow? I need to make sure the girls have their coats.
(Please let them be clean. Please let them be where I think they are.)
Did I brush my teeth? I need to floss more.
I haven’t wrapped a single present. I wonder how many gift bags I would need to buy so I could avoid wrapping any presents.
(It’s the bows that do me in. I can’t tie a decent bow. I blame it on being left-handed.)
My poor left-handed daughter will inherit all of my inferior, left-handed ways. What if both of my daughters inherit all of my bad qualities and none of the good ones?
(What if I don’t have any good ones?)
Why do all of these thoughts come now and not a more appropriate time, like 9:00 a.m., when my brain is fully functioning?
(That’s a lie. My brain sleeps in until at least 10:00.)
I am so glad I started washing my face before bed. It feels so soft. So do these sheets. Clean sheets are such a simple pleasure.
My life is full of simple pleasures.
My life is full.
My life is mine.
What a gift that I keep on living. Every good gift is from above.
Praise God from Whom all blessings flow.
I did not get it all done, but I did what was meant to be done.
The manna will be here again tomorrow.
I love this, Erin!!
Was I talking in my sleep? It’s like you heard my thoughts!!