As Monday draws to a close and the smell of freshly baked muffins fills the house, the heat is becoming too much. A run to the thermostat to bring it back to cool, only to feel hotter air rushing from the vents. And suddenly the realization that the storm from earlier where lightening had seemed so close must have made the unit go on the blitz.
Anger sets in and raging at all that cannot be controlled. Windows thrown open in haste and the humid air smelling of rain pushes away the baked goodies smell. A night of no sleep. Where sounds are too close and humidity is too much.
Tuesday dawns and a hearing aid is also on the blitz. This means a fight to get a referral a long wait and a child wearing only one until who knows when.
I drive the car with no air conditioning away from the house with no air condition to the gym. It took a lot for me to rise up off of the couch after putting my son on the bus. I wanted to give in to defeat. To bask in the misery that I was sure would bring me down for good. Instead I forced myself to pullout my workout clothes.
The workout was intense and I had plenty of anger to put into the routine. The instructor's bubbly personality brought me up. The call for air conditioner repair came. After the workout I rushed home and there was the repairman and already my air was working. How elated I was!
As the week progressed and I found my niche in the kitchen again. Cooking just about every meal that we ate that week. Even on Monday after a day spent shopping and driving an hour there and back in the non working air conditioned car, I had cooked supper. I made two different types of muffins on two different days.
Spending time at the gym finding my inner beast pushing my limits and feeling rejuvenated not conquered. My body is a little sore, but I know the workouts have paid off.
My oldest came for a visit. And spending time with all of my kiddos has been such a blessing. I even had a great short visit with one of my childhood friends.
God is great even in the darkness. When I felt the weight of the world upon my shoulders I happened to call a friend about an unrelated matter and she had the words I needed to hear.
Next week will be good. It is the outlook after all.
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