One of Those Days........

I had an awesome weekend spending time with my niece and her family, and I really enjoyed the Rock and Roll half marathon in VA Beach, but I was very disappointed with my time......

Not sure if it was the disappointment with my time or yesterday being my Daddy's birthday or if it was something else that sent me into a really crazy place.

Yesterday, I had every negative emotion that a person can have: indecisiveness, doubt, grief, restlessness, sadness, anxiety and the list goes on and on.

My dryer was not working, and I wash everyday. (Oh MY!) So, I still washed, and I went to the laundromat to dry my clothes. Thank God that the laundromat is very close to my house, it was empty, and it took my things about 15 minutes to dry. (It was painless!) I called a friend to meet me in DC, and then I called him back to say that I changed my mind. (Indecisiveness!) I drove to Georgetown, and then decided that I wanted to go back home. (Restlessness!) I thougth of my Daddy on his birthday and went into the ugly cry. (Grief and sadness!) At least I was pleased with my dinner yesterday: butternut squash, kale pesto, and cottage cheese for a treat.

I was thinking that I am too much on a routine, I want to run faster, I need to try new restaurants and bars, I need to bike more, I need a running group for speed training, I hope that my dryer can be fixed, I want my light fixed in my kitchen, why don't I have dishwasher detergent, I'm not a good teacher, I need to infuse technology into my classroom, I am clueless when it comes to dating, I wonder why God places such priority on loving EVERYBODY, and on and on and on......

Finally, I really needed to be pulled out, and I called my friend Cliff, and he did pull me out. I met Cliff when we were both pursing degrees from George Washington University, and he and I spent a lot of time convincing each other that we could make it through GW, and we did. Since then, we have served each other by being there when we need to hear "The Truth" and to be "pulled out."

So, Cliff talked to me for about two hours while I cleaned the kitchen, made up my bed, ironed my clothes, packed my lunch etc....

AND, he pulled me out. I hung up feeling empowered and ready for the next day.

I have more good days than bad days, but yesterday was "One of those days."