If I were perfect, my day would go something like this: I would rise up early, no later than 7:00 am, well before Doug gets out of bed. I would remember to weigh before doing anything else so my eating would be controlled. I would then start the coffee, take out the dog, and spend some time reading from God’s Word. Next I would hike up and down the steep driveway to jump start my metabolism for the day. By then, Doug would be awake, and we would enjoy a healthy breakfast together. I would then clean up the kitchen, putting away the dishes in the dishwasher, and check the menu to see if I need to take food out of the freezer for supper.
I would start a load of clothes in the washing machine. Next, I would check my email WITHOUT getting on Face Book where I might become engrossed for the next hour. Instead, I would straighten up the house and do any cleaning that needed to be done.
By now, I would be ready to start my project for the day, whether it be painting a picture, writing, or working in the yard. I would alternate and be sure that I worked on each of these projects at least once a week.
After taking time for lunch, I would go up to Mama’s and help her out in whatever manner she needed. Then I would sit down and just visit for a while.
When I got back home, I would spend some time practicing on my fiddle. Then I would run errands if need be, and if not, I would get back to work on the project for that day.
I would start supper on time, and fix plenty enough to take left-overs to Mama and Daddy afterwards. I would clean up the kitchen, then load and start the dishwasher. Then I could sit down at the computer to check email and spend time surfing the Net or playing games on Facebook. I would be sure to touch base with friends and family thru email or the phone. I might watch a little TV with Doug if there is something on I really want to see. I would end the day with time spent reading, and get to bed no later than 11:00. Before I went to bed, though, I would check my planner for the next day and take my vitamins. I would wash my face and take good care of my skin.
That would be a perfect day. It rarely happens - ok, it never happens. I too often sleep till 8 or 8:30. I linger over breakfast and play with Little Bit. I watch GMA, Regis and Kelly, The Doctors, and sometimes The View while I putter around the house. Often there are places we have to go, usually a doctor’s office, and the day is shot. I waste time playing Bejeweled on the computer and often don’t get around to working on any projects. I forget about supper until around 5:00 when I start figuring out what we have to eat. I put clothes in the washer and forget to dry them. Then when I dry them, I forget to take them out until they are all wrinkled. I seldom exercise, and often don’t take time to read my Bible. I watch the same old stories play on FOX over and over only to become worried and anxious about the future. I eat too much. I stay up way too late playing Scrabble on Face Book with my sister, then go to bed with my make-up on.
Paul said it best in the Scriptures: “For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do – this I keep doing.” Thank goodness Paul doesn’t stop there, but tells us that Jesus will rescue us from this body of sin! (Even a fat, out-of-shape body!)
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I love people who aren't perfect. None of us are really, you know that. If we were, Jesus need not have come. For God so loved the world... you know the verse. We try, and we'll keep trying, but it's OK, I think, to enjoy the journey, even if it's not what we think is perfect along the way.
Sheila
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