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I wasn't in a funk; just tired--having one of those moments when nothing is dramatic, things are fine, but the days just start feeling a little gray around the edges.
I had been hitting it hard, and by it, I mean life. It seems laughable to say for a person who writes at home in her pajamas two days a week, teaches in person one day and online another, and every other week or so records vodcasts on the other weekday, but I am busy. Too busy. Sometimes I look back on my former stay-at-home-mom self and think I would like to be a stay-at-home-mom now just to get stuff done, even though I don't have little kids any more.
Only one child still lives with me at home. The rest have left the nest. You'd think the nest would be more chill. And sometimes it is, I guess. But as much as I would like to be, and probably project it sometimes, I think it's me that's just not very chill. I have thought for some time about getting Psalm 46:10--"Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth" tattooed on my wrist as a reminder to cease striving, trust in God's sovereignty........