I'd like to write about something meaningful, deep, and thought-provoking. But I got nothing.
Or maybe I provide you with a funny little quip from my life. Umm. Still nothing.
Perhaps I could share my wisdom on something, like balancing life or how to keep your house clean despite never being in it. Right. As if I have much wisdom to offer in those areas.
All I have to offer is that my house is a mess. And I don't mean the normal mess.
I mean a big mess. A plastic-sheeting-curtaining-off-the-kitchen-and-basement-and-big-fans-and-dehumidifiers-and-they're-going-to-take-out-some-ceiling-and-the-kitchen-cabinets-so-the-floor-can-dry-and-not-mold mess.
And the plumbing still isn't fixed, so there is a dishwasher full of dirty dishes and other dirty dishes stashed in random places around the house, and unless I cart them all to the bathtub to wash them, dirty they shall stay until the plumbing is fixed.
And we've had to rearrange the furniture in the living room so the kitchen cabinets can go in there for the time being. They're coming today to put kitchen cabinets in the living room (logical)). Oh, and that's right. Yes, those ARE the cabinets that Husband so painstakingly painted for D.A.Y.S.
And I spent the whole day getting the run around with the insurance company, not because they were trying to do so, but because someone forgot to assign a claim adjustor to me and so no one really knew what was going on. (That's all taken care of- after what felt like hours of phone calls and phone tag and phone messages, I finally spoke with the right people and things are now in order.)
So.... yeah. That's where my brain is at right now. I'm one of those can't-focus-when-your-house-is-a-mess people (and apparently I'm also a hyphenate-everything person today), so being in the house is stressing me out a little, and knowing it will be a while before I get to put it all back together is stressing me out a lot.
Whew. Small things, Beth, reminds God. There are lots of small, really good things. This crisis is a mini-crisis when it comes to real life. No big deal. Lots of people have lots of worse things going on- you've even had worse. (you as in me, I'm still writing what God keeps reminding me.) When it's all done, you'll know that things are in better shape than they were before it started. And there are lots of small things to find joy in, Don't forget.
I'll try to remember, God. I can't promise I won't forget for a minute, or two minutes, or maybe even longer, but I'll really try to remember to look for and focus on the small joyful things.
(But seriously, sometimes being an adult is not all it's cracked up to be.)
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