It's Friday and by definition this week is not over yet, but if it were it would have been plenty full just like this.
I realize some of this weeks problems rest on me. I should have told a few more people "no" and commited myself to less. I guess I thought if I was as busy as I could possibly be I wouldn't get sad and I would stay hopeful. And although I was right on 1 account, I've stayed hopeful, I wore myself out and instead I find myself here on Friday completely incapable of handling the simplest of challenges.
Last night I bemoaned what a terrible wife and mother I am, that I couldn't even complete the simple task of going to the grocery store. I was just too busy, too tired, too overwhelmed.
And then last night the unthinkable happened. I missed an important and very unexpected phone call and I let someone down. Bad timing all around. And I can't quite figure out what in the world God is trying to teach me.
I'm most afraid that he might be trying to tell me that I'm not the Queen Bee...
I never thought I had tried to do everything for everyone, but this week I did. This week I needed to rest, let my body recooperate and instead I took on challenges I wasn't ready for, and in consequence I feel depleted, exhausted, and frustrated.
I want next week to be better but I know that if I don't stop and take care of myself and my family now, next week will be the same mess as this week.
I wish I could do everything, I really do. But sadly, I can't. I can't help everyone, I can't make my daughter not sick, I can't make my dog poop outside instead of on the living room floor, and most of all I can't do everything. Sometimes I just have to say "no" and be okay with that.
Lesson [still being] learned.
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