Saturday, February 6, 2016

Motivation Has Fled

My Vendor Booth at my son's school was a success. I enjoyed it. I did well. The kids had fun. But when Sunday dawned I knew I was in trouble. I barely got three kids dressed and fed and out the door to church. I was proud of myself for getting my own hair and make up done and a nice dress, but I was lagging. I was completely out of steam.

I spent much of Sunday afternoon sitting on my couch and dozing off. I barely stayed awake during my Bible study class. Home to get kids ready for school the next day and more sleep.

Monday rolled around and I struggled to get up, I was going to go to the lunch crush after my daughter's speech, then I would clean the house. None of that happened, but I did take a long nap before time to pick up my son and get him to speech.

Tuesday was worse than the day before, I actually did doze off a time or two during Bible and Study and we did not make it to the gym. There were storms coming through our area on this day, so I used that as an excuse not to cook, or to go to the gym.

Wednesday was more of the same sluggishness, by now I am sure I won't make it to lunch crush. I am exhausted and run down feeling and I only want to sleep during the day. Sleeping during the day gives my daughter the free reign she desires to make mischief, and she does this well. My son had somehow mysteriously hurt his leg the night before, so we had to make a mad rush to the doctor after school and this gave me an excuse not to cook.

Somehow on Wednesday before all of the madness of rushing to the school for my son and getting to the doctor, I did manage to get the back half of my house clean. I was only mildly worried about my son. I felt like it really wasn't much, and according to the doctor that was the case. I have continued to apply essential oils and coconut oil to his leg. He doesn't complain much, I only see him limping, so I am not really sure how bad it hurts or how well the essential oils are working.

Thursday I went to the dentist for a deep clean. The numbing shots and laughing gas left me feeling woozy and tired, so I literally slept this entire day. My dad was kind enough to take my kids to eat so that I could have an hour of peace. My kids did not act like appreciative kids and this made me sad. That afternoon I received my essential oils order. Happiness in a box! I received three new oils. I was super excited to try them. So far I love them. Plus this meant that the diffuser and oil blend a lady had ordered from me was here and I could take this and samples to her house. Another seed planted!

Friday dawned with a little more hope and purpose, but as soon as my sister said that she wouldn't be making it to the gym, I knew after my realtor appointment that I would be staying home. The appointment went well. I got the living room cleaned. I slept a lot. I didn't cook a real supper, just hot dogs that my son requested and a box mix of muffins that my kids hated. I watched a lot of made for television movies and stayed up too late.

Late enough that when my daughter began crying out in her sleep, it would make it impossible for me to sleep at all. It basically went she cried for about ten to fifteen minutes at a time and about every hour or so. No amount of oils or hugs or fans or diffusers or singing mermaids or mommy's bed could make it better. I prayed a lot. I slept deeply when I could and I ultimately ended up sleeping in an uncomfortable bed full of princesses and my Chihuahua.

Needless to say when I finally woke up close to ten I felt like I had slept very little and on the floor. I spent much of the day walking around in a fog trying to get ready for my afternoon plans and somehow leaving my house way earlier than necessary. In all of this I offered to take my sister and her family pizza and hang out until time for us to go to our little Advocare get together. My sister was rather confrontational and offended at first. We had a blast at her house and my friend's house.

Without God, essential oils and sleep I doubt I could have gotten through this week. My batteries are recharged and I am ready for church in the morning and the gym on Monday.

Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.

February 6 2016

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