ROUTINES
Well, it's that time of year again ... time to get back into a routine. School begins tomorrow -- well, it actually began last Friday, but tomorrow is the start of the first real week.
I was soooooo excited to be able to get back into a routine after the holidays ... I knew that was the only way I was going to get a handle on my out-of-control, couch-potato-hermit-like lifestyle. This weekend was suppose to be the jump-start I needed to get my discipline together and get my life back in order.
And then The Migraine happened. I attempted to ignore it ... that got me no where but in bed, moaning in agony.
This evening, I feel like I am not ready for the week, but that's okay. I refuse ... REFUSE, do you hear me!? I refuse to get all stressed out and weird on anyone because I am not fully prepared. Here's what I've come to realize:
Life is too short to stress about it. This situation is what it is. I could not have guessed that I would be sick with a migraine, and that nothing I planned to do would actually get done this weekend.
Eventually, it will get done. Nothing to freak out about ... absolutely nothing.
With two weeks into the first month of 2012, I am embracing this new me ... the me that is out to enjoy life and not complain about it. God has richly blessed me, and I need to enjoy those blessings. Period. End of story.
So bring on the routine. I will rejoice in the beauty of the routine.
I was soooooo excited to be able to get back into a routine after the holidays ... I knew that was the only way I was going to get a handle on my out-of-control, couch-potato-hermit-like lifestyle. This weekend was suppose to be the jump-start I needed to get my discipline together and get my life back in order.
And then The Migraine happened. I attempted to ignore it ... that got me no where but in bed, moaning in agony.
This evening, I feel like I am not ready for the week, but that's okay. I refuse ... REFUSE, do you hear me!? I refuse to get all stressed out and weird on anyone because I am not fully prepared. Here's what I've come to realize:
Life is too short to stress about it. This situation is what it is. I could not have guessed that I would be sick with a migraine, and that nothing I planned to do would actually get done this weekend.
Eventually, it will get done. Nothing to freak out about ... absolutely nothing.
With two weeks into the first month of 2012, I am embracing this new me ... the me that is out to enjoy life and not complain about it. God has richly blessed me, and I need to enjoy those blessings. Period. End of story.
So bring on the routine. I will rejoice in the beauty of the routine.
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