Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Blog Constipation

I know the title is gross! It's all that I could come up with that seems to fit my present state of mind. I have so much packed into my brain, that nothing wants to come out. Women or more honestly speaking, moi, me, myself and I the one typing, lives with everything in one big room. I lack the skill or am wired differently than my husband. Men or more honestly speaking, my husband, my man, my hero, my best friend has the ability to "compartmentalize" things. Example:(yes, a silly one but nontheless an example) I need to cook dinner, but wait I can't the kitchen's not clean, I must clean the kitchen first. My husband, I need to cook dinner, the kitchen's not clean- wait he would not even notice the kitchen's not clean. He would simply make dinner, that is the task at hand. Me? No. I notice the grime, oh yeah didn't I put in a load of laundry?, oh man I need to feed the dog, McKayley had an issue come up today that I need to talk to her about, Look at that zit growing on my chin, I didn't pray for so and so today, the van needs a bath, I have to call my mother in law back she's called 10 times already, I think I smell a poopy diaper, I wonder did anyone donate to Orphan Fund today, I need to send my Dossier this week, I didn't smile at the lady in the other car, How did the other moms perceive me today at the luncheon, why didn't I reach out to the girl on the corner that God put in my path?, my mom's best friend (my yet to come African kids), African American godmother is dying this week; I'm going to cry, she called me her white angel baby who God sent to help her people(heavy), haven't finished Christmas shopping, Oh yeah I haven't fulfilled my husbands love language in a few days, I'm running a fever, Wow, great news a family I met from this blog is picking up their 3 day old son (Praise God) Oh my gosh I forgot to mail Christmas cards!, it's been a year since we started the adoption journey, man, my face hurts from trying to wax the hair off my lip, have I called my mommajo lately? and the list goes on in MY BRAIN! In essence- all my thoughts are crammed into one big room and all I'm trying to do is make dinner! The funny thing is, tonight is no different from last night or what tomorrow will be. I'm not stressed or panicked, I am simply a woman serving her family, doing what God has called me to do and living in one big messy room. Did I make dinner? Of course!

7 comments:

Leah Dooley said...

Hey lady. I hope that God will sort all those thoughts out and put them where they belong. I hope you know how amazing you are and how even if you didn't get any of that done and dropped the ball with everything and disappointed everyone He still loves you just as much and we still love you just as much. He didn't boycott the world. He sent amazing people...amazing help meets...to pull us up when we're drowning or just need encouragement. I love you!

adam said...

That's my wonderful Baby, & I love her so much! What an amazing heart you have my love. You're awesome!

Kim said...

you are too funny. I am just smiling. Yes it is true. my head works like that too and when you were writing I was thinking the same thing, ohhh I wasn't nice to the DHL man today. I wasn't mean I just wasn't nice, christmas shopping etc......yikes, I am going to make my husband read this and show him it is not just me.

What did you make for dinner?

Ginny said...

Oh, you've described ME perfectly!

Emily said...

Seriously you just said everything that is running through my brain....well most of it.... Usually though the dinner thought occurs at about 5pm........something like....hmmm the baby seems grumpy, he is probably hungry....wait what time is it....oh man the whole family is hungry.... oh man the kitchen is messy....oh man I forgot to fill out this paper on the counter... :) Hmmm God must have cut us out of the same mold.....

Christine said...

Hey, drink a pot of coffee, adopt a couple more kids and you will cure your blog constipation. :)

God Bless.

Brandi said...

uh, too funny. . .loved the random list of thoughts. . .they actually help me get to know you possibly more than a real post! ha ha!

Brandi