Wednesday was a really bad day. I mean, another one like the last I blogged about…we never got around to doing school, Elijah had a major bowel explosion that required bathing and a powerful sprayer, he emptied an entire bottle of shampoo in said bath while I was cleaning up another mess, then later as I curled up with a bowl of cereal for supper, he knocked it out of my hands into the carpet…and onto the neighbor’s mail that got delivered to our box that day…Anyway, I spent a very long time crying that evening. Even while I made Noah’s supper. I was so sad. Brian was so good to me when he got home. Just hugged me and told me we could talk about it when I was ready. I told him I wasn’t sure I was capable of doing it all. Honestly, I don’t think anyone is capable of doing everything I am expected to do in a day. But I give it my best and most days I get a good variety accomplished and what I miss I can hit the next day. Anyway….I digress….
Yesterday was AWESOME! I woke up with new resolve and just said “Satan, you are NOT going to get me down!” I started reading the Beth Moore book “Get Out of That Pit” and doing the 40 day journal that goes with it a few days ago. I think that is why Satan attacked me so hard on Wednesday. I’ve got some good stuff going on. A real strong light at the end of the tunnel. And he doesn’t like it. Too freaking bad. In the immortal words of Pat Benatar…
“You don’t fight fair, but that’s ok, see if I care.
Knock me down it’s all in vain
I get right back on my feet again.”
