tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post4555984165007678815..comments2024-03-18T03:18:23.620-04:00Comments on Memoirs for my children: Slumpruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15293058709021665140noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post-68742522381554377092012-05-24T07:13:18.883-04:002012-05-24T07:13:18.883-04:00I had written a heartfelt reply to you folks... an...I had written a heartfelt reply to you folks... and then when I went to post it, it vanished. It was one of those things with so much emotion in it, I just could not bring myself to try to write it over again. So suffice it to say: thanks for commenting. I appreciate you.ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293058709021665140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post-64657542082511018792012-05-21T13:00:32.634-04:002012-05-21T13:00:32.634-04:00Ugh, you are not alone. This describes me a LOT of...Ugh, you are not alone. This describes me a LOT of the time. No reason for the sadness, the unmotivatedness, the mess... it's just too much. But in the end, the jobs that need to get done WILL get done, eventually, even if not as *timely* as we feel it ought to be. <br /><br />And get those kids to wash their own bloody dishes! :DLori Arnoldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05600443590399882818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post-28701290455511557002012-05-18T17:03:39.173-04:002012-05-18T17:03:39.173-04:00Is it the weather? The time of year?? I don't ...Is it the weather? The time of year?? I don't know but I do know exactly what your talking about...the feeling...I'v actually flirted with the "D" word, depression, lately. <br /><br /> I am wrestling with some co-workers and other work related issues at work..the biggest issues I've had to deal with to this point in my working career. It's been overwhelming and has interfered with my whole life, my every waking moment and even many of my sleeping moments as well. God is so good in showing me the way, bringing new ideas, helping me to see things more clearly, calming me, taking away the anger helping me to focus on love, "Love one another as I have loved you" in so many different ways that that one thing -Love one another-has become so prevalent. <br /> But....I'm tired, and so weary of the worry, contemplation, and focus on unhappy things. <br /> I put a bird nest on my deck and love the birds when they come in. I haven't always "loved" the birds but this year they have my full attention and I have taken many pictures. My camera stays on my couch which is right in front of the window that overlooks the bird feeder. We also have a feeder hanging on a tree where this year a rabbit has come to eat the seeds that have dropped to the ground as well as a pair of ducks. I have sat outside under my deck, close to this tree in my deck chair with them. We sometimes look at each other but most of the time just enjoy the outside space together. These animals bring such joy and smiles that I wonder what's wrong with me that the sight of a bird, duck, or rabbit can cause such happiness. <br /> Life and it's issues are overwhelming and my ability to focus on many different things has dramatically decreased over the past months. One thing I am sure of though and am very clear on is that God is here, with me, with us and he is so good! I see his work in my life so clearly and hear him as he talks and leads me. What a precious gift that is .... one that I don't and never want to take for granted. <br />~ShariAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post-81788219084894008282012-05-13T13:49:21.973-04:002012-05-13T13:49:21.973-04:00Thanks for relating, Hope.
I'm trying to dig ...Thanks for relating, Hope.<br /><br />I'm trying to dig out.<br /><br />Yesterday my husband fixed the medicine cabinet and put the screens on the windows. I washed the kitchen floor. I took everything out of the kitchen, vacuumed the loose stuff, used my new Swiffer TWICE... and the second time, the pad got just as black as it had been the first time. So then I got a bucket of hot water and some rags (figured there was enough chemical on the floor from the Swiffer jets), and did the whole thing on my hands and knees the proper way. Finally got it clean.<br /><br />Today my back is sore again.<br /><br />I need to garden, but that is so hard on my back. I think maybe I will try to get my husband to take me for a nice Mothers' Day walk at the nature preserve.<br /><br />And the weeds will live on.<br /><br />I think it would help if I could embrace who I am, instead of always feeling that I ought to be somebody different, somebody organized and capable and capable of transforming my home into a place of beauty.ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15293058709021665140noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6394593369099711178.post-52379206143516063982012-05-12T18:01:16.394-04:002012-05-12T18:01:16.394-04:00"Does anybody else ever feel this way?"
..."Does anybody else ever feel this way?"<br /><br />I do, Ruth. Same slump, same sadness. Same going back to bed after I get the big kids to school and I turn on PBS Kids for the little kids. I am so tired all the time. <br /><br />From your description, I would have thought we live in the same house, too. However, it was not the medicine cabinet that fell off the wall here but the towel bar. I threw it in the back of the cabinet and tried to forget about it. I didn't even think of mentioning it to my husband because he has 1001 home improvement projects to do and we are supposed to put our house on the market this summer. <br /><br />I hope it makes you feel a little, tiny bit better that someone else is going through something similar. I wouldn't wish for either of us to be so sad so much of the time but it is good to know that someone out there understands.Hope T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07861626818618433758noreply@blogger.com