I looked around my house this morning and saw the leftover barbeque sauce in the pan I forgot to wash out last night, which managed somehow to be splattered all over the counter, down the front of the cabinets and all over the floor sometime in the middle of the night which are now nice and dry. I saw the garbage can with no bag in it and garbage thrown in it anyway. I saw the huge piles of dirty clothes waiting to be washed and the piles waiting to be folded and put away.
I saw the sheets on the boys bed, wondered when the last time they'd been changed and if that was at all contributing to the funky smell following him around. I saw the toothpaste Ishee smeared all over the bathroom doorknob. I saw the third dead fish this week waiting to be removed from the tank. I saw the broken glass on the table in the picture frame of the temple that got broke at young womens Tuesday night. And I saw my computer and remembered the 900 things I still need to do on my website (I bought a domain this week! EEK!).
I whimpered a little and wished this was the weekend I was leaving town instead of next... I really need a vacation. Instead, I'm just going to quit. Take a few days off from being mom and wife and everything else. I wish.
As I thought this, I happened to glance out side at the progress of my leaning snowman.
I keep thinking every day that one morning we're going to wake up, or one afternoon we're going to come home and find his poor little body laying face down on the ground. Every day we make the same statement... I can't believe that thing is still standing. It's the snowman who refuses to give up, who stands strong in the wind and the snow despite feeling like he's calling to fall at any moment. I really need to be more like this snowman.
I took the picture I took this morning and compared it to the one I took almost two weeks ago to see if it had changed much. As I glanced at this bottom picture, a thought came into my head almost as if that snowman was speaking to me flat out and said "when life gets too hard to stand, kneel." I think that's what this big ole snowman is doing.
I need to do that more often, then perhaps days like today wouldn't seem so overwhelming. Perhaps when I'm done, I'll get adventurous and go find out what died in the boys bedroom... pee-yew!!!
And while I'm at it... if you know of any "must see" places within a short driving distance of St. George Utah, let me know! And no, Vegas does not count as "must see".
6 comments:
Oh Kris! Sending you big (((HUGS)))! Sadly, I can relate to what you are feeling, but for different reasons. Although I have been rejected on Facebook before too! :) Here's to a better day for both of us!!
Awe shucks! Be like the snowman, Kris, stand strong in the wind and the snow! You can do it!
Whatever. Make dh get the fish out of the tank. Find the child who spilled the BBQ sauce and tell them to put some muscle into it.
You know I can't say anything about the laundry. It never goes away. I swear my machine runs 20 hours a day.
Sorry for the crappy day. Hopefully things will pick up... or time will fly so you can get on your vacation.
How dare someone hack your blog backgrounds. Is there anyway to get even? If you didn't do such a good job they wouldn't even try. When are you going to do a Rexburg temple one for me to use as on our ward blog?
I like the strong snow man...and that you're aspiring to be like it. Sorry you're having a bummer week. I hope your vaca does you a world of good! (((hugs)))
I saw your kneeling snowman on your facebook, but this picture looks way cool - is it different lighting than your facebook? Anyway - you know I love ya! And I love your crooked snowman, too!
Oh, Kris. I just cringed as I read that because that is so my life. Everywhere I look, a mess. Everywhere I go, a demand. I like your philosophy, though -- kneeling isn't such a bad idea!
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