I indulged in a pity party for one yesterday. Now, I'm faced with a very messy house. I am struggling with some things... mainly purpose. I want everything in my life to have a purpose. I've always been that way. But, sometimes I can't see what those purposes are.
I want my trip to Africa to have some significance other than my being grateful for the life I've been given. But what? I can't move there. I can't adopt children from there. The issues there are overwhelming...
I cannot even begin to count the times I've moaned and groaned about my house. Good Lord... all the times I've felt sorry for myself because I can't eat whatever I want without gaining weight... and honestly felt like it was UNFAIR.
What do I do with all of this? I still have my life here I need to live. And it is busy!!!
Chai Tea and Fly Boy are getting married in December. He bought his ticket to come out here yesterday. He has enlisted in the Air Force and will be entering Basic Training the first week of January. I knew this was coming but am shocked by how... shocked I feel by it. If that makes sense.
Anyway, we went camping last weekend and I didn't do diddly squat yesterday, which means I need to attend to my housewifely duties today.
I will say this, after seeing how hard people in Africa work just to meet daily needs, I know I have never worked hard a day in my life.