On the way home from work, I think about how I feel like I've been released from a box. I think work truly flattens my personality. Seriously. I know this sound ridiculous but... I'm not the "professional" that I have to pretend to be at work. All dressed up, polite, and quiet. Nope, not me. I'm loud, number one. I'd rather tell you exactly what I think, number two. And I rather be in my pjs, number three.
I'm trying to think of things that are happy. Instead of thinking about being in a box
like I love the sound of my exercise app interupting my music to announce my mileage :)
I love that my dear husband puts toothpaste on my toothbrush every morning
I'm learning to like the sound of tweeting birds
I like working with a crew of men (they don't talk much)(truly a blessing not to hear about people's
hair not looking right, or who's husband did what, or what
jewelry or
clothing that was just purchased, or what the dog did)
I like that I trust God and to know that He is in charge and has MUCH better plans then me.
I love playing tennis (or catching the ball :)
I love smiling at little Asian girls.. meanwhile praying for mine
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