Discombobbled... the state of being discombobulated but with a funnier twist as it rolls off your tongue.
He he.. (not to be mistaken with Hee hee)
So, I love work. But I've been off for two days and I love being in the workshop pumping out crafts for the Cottage shop.
I love being home when the kids get home. But being at work, I love doing something outside of the home where for the most part I accomplish much.
My body is holding up... most days. It's those few days that worry me if I made the right decision in going back to work.
I love having a consistent paycheck. My shops have picked up since going back to work. (really? yah.)
I have several other thoughts going off like fireworks in my head but those are combative and probably shouldn't be printed for all generations to come. Do you have those deep dark thoughts that you keep hidden from the world? Me, I'm one who's open and talks about everything. Anyone who knows me thinks that. But then again, they don't really know me. It's that camouflage I put on each day; the one with the smile and a pep to my stride. I'm tired. I wish I knew the exact direction to take.
I'm improving and each day I see something brighter even if it's just a stray piece of glitter. I wish others could see the glitter. I'm staying positive (notice how I didn't say "trying"... that's because I'm doing it... regardless) But truth be told I have a lot to be thankful for.
I'm worried about a lot of things but I've decided those things are out of my control so I leave it to prayer and do the best that I can each day.
I want to get back to writing... oh so bad. I need to keep blogging to keep my thoughts in order. Although I'm very well aware that those of you reading this are thinking, "Really? This is in order?"
I need to get back to goal setting. I need to follow through. I need to accomplish. I need to figure out what I want to do when I grow up.
I'm attempting to stifle my caffeine intake (yes, the ADHD is cruel and unyielding but it's something I want to do) I'm trying to get rid of a few "crutches" and become the person that relies solely on Him and not on me, who is terribly unreliable when it comes to self-help. That's not true, but I'm not as good at it as Him.
I want to set a better example. I want my pidglets to follow their dreams. I want to follow mine. I'm not certain what those are yet. Well, I'm not certain what the immediate ones are anyway. You know, the ones that you can actually make happen right now.
I love fall. It needs to come quickly. I love my house when it's quiet. I miss my pidglets when they're gone.
I probably should start with a lil caffeine opposed to zero.
With paint on my hands and my piano playlist in the background I'm going back to enjoy my last day off this week creating autumn wonders. The smell of ginger cookies from my Scentsy is filling the house. Inspiration creeping through the corners of my craft room; I'll make a list.
I need a magic 8 ball. That oughtta do it. Answers from the purple waters of fate. What should I do with my life?
There's more. I can feel it.
Have a wondermous weekend!