It’s a good life on most days

When I woke up this morning, I was exhausted.  Yikes.  So I decided to take the day and rest, rest, rest (as my friend Renee always tells me ).  I did fine until I called to change the reservations to one of the hotels I had and all hell broke loose.

I got the hotel issue worked out, only to find out…

we had a problem with the linens for the reception and I had to call and get that resolved.  Then, more people couldn’t come to the wedding so our numbers went down and I had to call the reception lady and get that resolved!

I was so stressed out I thought I would fall over.  Now I am beyond exhausted.  But everything for the wedding is covered and I have all the miscellaneous expenses for the actual day – hair, nails, etc. – covered.  Thank God.

The only thing left to come to a resolution is the apartment I wrote about here.  I have put the deposit down and now have to pass the application process.  Hopefully there won’t be any problems there and I will be all set to move in when I get back.   This situation I am leaving in God’s hands.  I am too exhausted to worry over it.

I’m really wanting to get into my own place so I can just collapse if need be.  I’m really starting to get worn out.  If you had heard me on the phone today, yikes!  My grace had definitely run out when I asked this man four times the same exact question and he wouldn’t answer it!

It really showed me that I am slowly getting to where I am running on empty.  Even have a twinge of the sore lymph nodes.

There’s still so much to do before I leave, though, so resting really isn’t something I can do a whole lot of.  I will just have to grab moments here and there.  By Sunday the 29th, the wedding will be over, my daughter will be on her honeymoon, and I will be in Maine hanging out with my grand-daughter and family.

I miss the days where I could keep going and going and still have lots of energy left over.  Even if I could have one or two days a week, that would be a nice reprieve!

On the good side, I am not as utterly wiped out as I was in the mold infested apartment complex.  I think I am moving more towards my normal.   If it wasn’t for losing my apartment, possessions, and the wedding, I might actually be at my normal.

Even with all the stress going on, two break-downs today, and the exhaustion, I still know that I am extremely blessed.  When all is said and done, I still have a good life.  It may not be what I dreamed of when I was 18, or even when I was 40, but I can honestly say, on most days, I am doing what I was created to do.  I don’t know if there are many people in the world now days that can say that.

Determined to continue forward,