Simon had finished his homework and invited Grace to watch Mythbusters with him.
I put down the laundry and quietly picked up the camera.
But not quietly enough—Grace caught me.
I was still exhausted. Like I said, it had been one of those days, but I wasn’t grumpy anymore.
I was grateful.
Grateful that Simon finished his homework. Grateful that my kids were getting along and not torturing each other (their favorite past time). Grateful that I have a baby to be fussy. Grateful that my husband has a job even if he did have to work late.
Attitude changes everything.
We read stories and everyone went to bed happy—tired but happy.
I wish I could say that I am now blissfully happy and keep the big picture in mind at all times now…but that is not true. However, I’m working on it. And remember that journal post earlier this week? Well, one of them is a gratitude journal where I am recording at least 3 things each night before I go to sleep that I am grateful for. It’s a good thing. You should try it. I bet you would be as surprised as I have been at how blessed your life really is.
I will keep working my attitude this next week but, it’s time for me to start the second “A”—appearance.
Ms. Hoole says, “Each morning get up and get completely dressed…This should happen very first thing!…Getting dressed means putting on something that is comfortable, combing your hair, applying some make-up, and putting on shoes.”
She claims this will make me feel “more eager and ready to begin” my day’s work.
We’ll see about that.
This is going to be hard. I live in my pajamas.
(Yes, I’m one of those girls you see at the store wearing slippers and flannel pants.)
Although, I actually tried out the get up and get dressed first thing one day this week…That morning after I dropped off the car pool I went down to the gas station for a soda. (Fully dressed instead of my usual pj attire.) On the way inside I was throwing away some trash when I felt something hit my shoulder. It was my earring…which landed in the garbage can.
I only wear 2 pair of earrings–my silver hoops and my white roses. It was one of my white roses! I bet I stood there for 5 minutes peering down into the garbage. But I couldn’t find it….and I couldn’t bring myself to dig through a gas station dumpster. So my white rose earring is gone. And I am sad. (Really, I wore those things all the time.)
So my practice run at getting dressed didn’t go well.
And I lost my danged earring.
I’m not sure this will go well. But I’ll give it a try.
Except the shoes part.
I really hate to wear shoes.
I’ll get up and get dressed first thing everyday this week and I’ll let you know how it works out.
Wish me luck—and pray for my silver hoops—they are the only earrings I have left.
PS—Thank you for all the WONDERFUL tips and ideas on laundry last week. I really really appreciate it. I’ve honestly been trying them out and will post about how it has gone soon. So thank you.
PS—Will someone please tell me that I am not the only one who loves to wear her pajamas.