weekend please come soon
ohh geez, just when i thought this job of nannying 5 kids with big issues was getting to be bearable and sometimes even enjoyable, i get a week like this. I hate when children have fits, it makes me want to cry but in a different way.
If i could pick one value my mom taught me the most growing up, it was to not be a quitter. When I wanted to drop softball one year or not finish the week of cheerleading tryouts my mom would remind me of my commitments and that i need to stick to them.
All i have wanted to do most moments of my week is to walk out of the door. to say, see ya never and hop on a plane to some place warm and have a massage while looking at blue water, or my eye-lids. If I did not love God, or Karen the mom, or have this value of commitment beaten into me, i would have quit, monday, tuesday, and yesterday. urrgghh, i hate feeling like each day is drudgery because that is not the way to live life.
All i am living for right now is the weekend, Danielle is coming, I could not be more excited about anything, I might see Ali?? I hope!! and I will definitely see Robyn sometime in the course of the weekend. But I still want things good and right and excellent to happen during my week, not just the weekends. Instead of keeping my mind off the sucky parts of my job, I want God to come in and bring change and the change I mean is mostly in my heart, but to have the kids learn the value of obedience would be nice too. a miracle, because most people know, and I know, the only good in anyone's heart is because of God's work.
I'm learning character, I'm being sanctified at an alarming rate, and for these things, I'm learning thankfulness, it just hurts so much sometimes. like really, OWWWW
If i could pick one value my mom taught me the most growing up, it was to not be a quitter. When I wanted to drop softball one year or not finish the week of cheerleading tryouts my mom would remind me of my commitments and that i need to stick to them.
All i have wanted to do most moments of my week is to walk out of the door. to say, see ya never and hop on a plane to some place warm and have a massage while looking at blue water, or my eye-lids. If I did not love God, or Karen the mom, or have this value of commitment beaten into me, i would have quit, monday, tuesday, and yesterday. urrgghh, i hate feeling like each day is drudgery because that is not the way to live life.
All i am living for right now is the weekend, Danielle is coming, I could not be more excited about anything, I might see Ali?? I hope!! and I will definitely see Robyn sometime in the course of the weekend. But I still want things good and right and excellent to happen during my week, not just the weekends. Instead of keeping my mind off the sucky parts of my job, I want God to come in and bring change and the change I mean is mostly in my heart, but to have the kids learn the value of obedience would be nice too. a miracle, because most people know, and I know, the only good in anyone's heart is because of God's work.
I'm learning character, I'm being sanctified at an alarming rate, and for these things, I'm learning thankfulness, it just hurts so much sometimes. like really, OWWWW