My husband said to me tonight, "Do you ever feel like you are on a roller coaster?" (He also had great hand motions to illustrate my up and down emotions.) I was trying very hard not to talk to him. He was studying in the living room and I was working in the kitchen. . . but I just couldn't help myself. There were many good and exciting things that happened today and I DO feel excited. Then he asked me to run by the bank tomorrow, and drop him off at his friend's to study; I already need to take the kids to CBS (community Bible study) tomorrow and bake bread and make some phone calls. . and do all the usual chores. I must have been teetering on the the brink of my high because it only took this one request to send me tumbling to tears.
You know, I have this out-of-breath feeling lately. It reminds me of those kinds of relay races I have sometimes participated in (in younger years). You know, the kind where you have to race from "thing" to "thing" as fast as possible. Say, spin around with your head on a bat for 30 seconds. Okay, now run 10 circles around the tree. Okay, now pop as many balloons as you can, then run to the finish line and tag your partner. By the time you cross the line you are dizzy and out of breath. That's how I feel- a lot.
It feels like I'm in finals week; never enough time to do what I need to do, and everything matters. I work until I'm winded! Whew! And thankfully, Braden acknowledged tonight that I AM in finals week- HIS finals. And it requires extra from both of us. And we will all celebrate when it is over.
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