Monday beat me down. I mean it. Sunday night, I went to bed so happy and thankful that my life is so good. My weekend included everything I wanted it to include: some friends, some family, a good workout, a little shopping, a little pampering, good sleep, good worship - basically, all the things that make life worth living. I prayed that I would be more thankful for the life I have and that I would work harder at my job.
Yeah, then it was Monday. By 11am, the only thing I could be excited about was the fact that I had a dentist appointment at 3, so I could have a little peace and quiet - away from the phone, the e-mail, the door. Looking forward to a dentist appointment: that's bad. I went home (late) with about five unresolved issues to spend the evening with.
By the time I got to work this morning, I already had voicemails and e-mails just waiting to greet me - but all with good news. All the things I went home worrying about last night were done. Over. Taken care of. A lot of good all that worrying did me, huh? I think I need more patience in learning to be patient. I guess I'll try again to be thankful - this time for both the easy and the difficult, the chores and the luxury, the elevator and the stairs.
Looking forward to a dentist's appointment and down in the dumps? Did that mean you were "down in the mouth"?
Posted by: SonofThunder at February 9, 2006 09:46 PM