I'm feeling much better today, thank goodness. While today surely hasn't gone my way, it hasn't been as terrible as the last week. As noted from my previous post, I hardly slept at all. When I did sleep, I had the most bizarre dreams. I dreamt that an old guy friend of mine and I were talking. He told me that another old friend had finally found a woman who was willing to marry him despite his "condition." That condition constituting the laying of hen eggs. Weird. I know.
Then, aside from running all over the place today, the last rental agency we rented from are trying to milk us for all we are worth. At first I was enraged, then teary, now numb. It's easy to be bitter when someone takes two weeks worth of pay from you, but the quiet voice in my heart told me to chill out. Did I need that money right now? No. Is it worth getting angry over? No. Is it worth dwelling on when I could be loving my husband and being thankful for a roof over my head, my improving health, and my mischevious fur baby? No, no it's not worth it. There are so many things that God has blessed us with and it's more important to live in His grace than let bitterness take root. I'm sure everything will work out in the end.
In the meantime, my art has kept me busy. Though, I feel it is lacking. Sure, it has me in it, but it is not in me. I don't feel connected to my work yet. I haven't figured out my style. I'm experimenting. Some things work, other things don't work at all. It's easy to be frustrated at the time lost when a project doesn't work.
Then, aside from running all over the place today, the last rental agency we rented from are trying to milk us for all we are worth. At first I was enraged, then teary, now numb. It's easy to be bitter when someone takes two weeks worth of pay from you, but the quiet voice in my heart told me to chill out. Did I need that money right now? No. Is it worth getting angry over? No. Is it worth dwelling on when I could be loving my husband and being thankful for a roof over my head, my improving health, and my mischevious fur baby? No, no it's not worth it. There are so many things that God has blessed us with and it's more important to live in His grace than let bitterness take root. I'm sure everything will work out in the end.
In the meantime, my art has kept me busy. Though, I feel it is lacking. Sure, it has me in it, but it is not in me. I don't feel connected to my work yet. I haven't figured out my style. I'm experimenting. Some things work, other things don't work at all. It's easy to be frustrated at the time lost when a project doesn't work.
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