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I Don’t Have Time…..

  • For this whole Penn State mess. I have no words.
  • For these gas prices
  • For these straggly hairs that I plucked from my neck and chin today
  • For being seen at the pediatrician’s office at 11:30.  The appointment was 10:10
  • For all of this crying my son has been doing. I just don’t know.
  • For Lil Mama’s temper tantrums and yells for “Cackers” *translation..crackers*
  • For this never ending need to do laundry
  • For the foolishness that is Reality TV..I lie.
  • For running
  • For reading my magazines

I’ll post my Weekend Wrap Up on Wednesday. #youcare

Just a few rants! What foolishness have you come across lately that you just don’t have time for?!

 

Life NaBloPoMo Rant

Oh Ye of Little Faith

I have mentioned previously that I really would like to move into a new home. Our home is very cozy, however when we purchased it, we planned on only living here for 3 years max and then allowing my mother to stay when we moved on to a bigger home.

Well you know how the saying goes about planning. After my mother died 3 years ago, the market started heading down hill and I just wasn’t coherent enough to contemplate a move at that time so we stayed and now at 5 years it is time to move.

The Mr. and I decided today that we would start the process and if everything is a go that we would start looking at the beginning of the year. This makes me nervous. Just like me to want something to happen and then when it could possibly come to fruition I get scared.

Then I started thinking. Is it our time. I only thought this because I have seen so many people insist that God made a way for them to do XYZ and they forge ahead only to find themselves in a big ‘ole mess. Me and my over analytical self thinks often that people confuse God’s voice with their own.

See. IN MY OPINION, if God brings you something it will be smooth sailing. No need to rob Peter to pay Paul or leave ends untied. Then the other half of me says that God will bring you something that has trials and tribulations tied to it to prove that He can fix all things. I don’t know. I’m just rambling. But I’m tired of folks living above their means on the premise that God said it and then its a sob story when they can’t make their ends meet.

That being said. I want to move, but I’m a little scared. We’re comfortable. What do utilities look like in a bigger home, what will we do with our current home. Will we have a good tenant. What if they don’t pay.

I need to have faith in God. If He opens this door, I’ll make sure we stay below our means. I think He would honor that as being grateful instead of being greedy.

What’s your take. A door opens, do you run right through or do you think maybe God is testing you to use your discernment and that there just might be something better if you use patience instead of haste? I’m listening

Told you this everyday blogging would get random.

 

 

 

 

Me Rant Soapbox

No Explanation Needed

I tell you one thing that really makes me angry is when I tell people that I don’t work and they come back with the saying…”Must be Nice” with a hint of sarcasm. See, the problem with this is people always look at outward appearances never considering the struggles one might have overcome to be in the place they are now.

Life has dealt everyone last one of us some blows. For some harsher than others but nonetheless we can uniformly agree that struggle escapes no one. In the past I have found myself feeling bad that for once in my life I’m in a good place. An excellent place. A place I thought I would never see as life seemed to beat my arse for what seemed like an eternity but was more like 3 years. Ailing mother, young child, MBA student, struggling marriage..all hats that I wore during this rough period in my life. I never thought things would get better. But they did, I just remember repeating to myself…trouble don’t last always, and holding on to an encouraging word told to me that said “God ALWAYS comes to see about His children… Trust me He does.

Sooo when people come to me with the “It must be nice” I respond, yes its nice to sleep on a pillowtop after sleeping on two twin mattresses pushed together on the floor for two years or,  it’s nice to drive a reliable air conditioned car after driving a car that you had to bucket puddles of water out of when it rained or you had to constantly worry about making it home without breaking down on the side of the road with a small child. Nobody don’t see them struggles though.

Patience, faith and strength got me where I am now and I’m really thinking I don’t owe anybody any kind of explanation regarding where I am in life or how I got here. I paid my dues. So the next time I get a response of that type I think I am just going to say, yes it is. Its real niiiiiiiiiice here in my happy place.

Excuse my rant. *steps off soapbox* *drops mic* *curtsies* *blows kisses* *pageant waves* *skips and whistles* *throws deuces and says Peeeaaaaace in my Gina from Martin voice*