There is currently a load of darks sitting in the middle of my living room, waiting to be folded. There's another load in the dryer, probably wrinkling as I type. My rabbit is racing around at life-threatening speeds. I just sent an edited version of devotions to the editor I write for. Several packets of information from various lenders are strewn across our coffee table, and I can even spot a bowl we missed from dinner clean up (Yes, we eat dinner in the living room. The bunny doesn't like to be left out and she refuses to go in the dining room.) I have a voicemail to return from someone accompanying one of my students and I'm 90% sure there are several items on the to-do list in my planner but I really don't want to open it to figure out what those things are. I have a proposal from another insurance agent in my inbox that I need to go over with Nick tonight because we're supposed to be signing our other policy tomorrow. And I really just want to curl up and read a book and finish the journal entry from a day or two ago.
Oh life. Why do we live this way?
Boy, I hear you 100%. I often wonder what I can do to change it, but can't seem to find much I can afford to give up since a lot of what takes my time is also how we can afford to live in our house or eat three meals a day. It's just an endless cycle of daily life. Thank the LORD for hope in His goodness or we'd all go mad!
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