Hey, folks. I’m tired. Long day. Good things. Easy things. Hard things. I slept in. I don’t even remember what kept me up last night. I was all set to get to bed on time, and then… something came up. It’s 9:38 right now. I’m realizing that 8:30 is probably the bedtime I’m gonna be shooting for, not 9. Nine o’clock means I’ll perpetually be getting only 7 1/2 hours of sleep, and that’s no bueno for this little guy.
So I slept in, family study, personal study, food, work. I made a commitment last night that yesterday was my last day doing work on my phone while driving, and so today was the first day of that. I did… really well, I think. I didn’t text and drive once. I didn’t do paperwork/clerical stuff once. The closest I got, I think was looking at my phone to be able to hit the hang up button properly after making phone calls, or to look at my GPS?
Yeah… so… progress. I want to be able to go before God with a clear conscience, to go boldly to the thrown of grace, as the scripture goes. I’ve been there before. It’s a fabulous feeling. I’m not there right now. I’m not true to myself in everything. I know who I am and what kind of a person I want to be for myself, and I’m not true to myself. Certainly, God gives me tons anyway. I’m blessed up, down, right and left, but there’s such a difference when I can come to him and say, “We both know I’ve given my all. I’m living true to myself, true to what I believe is right.” There’s… such a power in that.
And little things like texting and driving… I know better than that. Gotta be true to myself. God supports who I am and what I want. I know he does. He doesn’t ask anything of me that I don’t already ask of myself. So it’s just me trying to be true to me. And when I go to him, I’m asking for help with me becoming what I want to become. And… this texting/doing paperwork/quotes, etc. while driving, is… not something that who I want to become does.
Anyway, that’s overkill on all that, but that’s what’s on my mind.
What else… first job kicked my butt today, and I started to melt down, and I did for maybe… 10 minutes? And then… something… not sure exactly, but I just calmed down and just moved forward. What I’d thought as gonna be maybe a 1 1/2-2 hour job, turned out to be different than I’d thought, which necessitated much more work and a lot of learning on my part to make sure it was done right. The net result was something like 6 hours at that job.
😶
Bring it on. More opportunities to learn to take things like that in stride. Can’t practice choosing faith and peace and calm and cheerfulness through those experiences unless I have those experiences.
Bring. Them. On.
The last two jobs were easy. Quick alternator (pain in the but belt tensioner, though), and then a no start, battery drained from sitting for four months, part of that being the super-crazy-cold snap.
The last job postponed until tomorrow because I was already really late.
#1. I’m grateful that I’ve been doing really well at saying no to time-sucking jobs or high-risk-of-time-sucking jobs. I’m just saying no. I’m referring them elsewhere. Though today’s job turned into a big mess (the first job), it wouldn’t have been had I paid more attention to what I was getting into before I went over. I still would have done the job, I think, but I would have been better prepared.
#2. I’m grateful that the second job was rather quick. It was an alternator in a 2007 Toyota Rav4. Other than the tensioner, it was super easy. took about 45 minutes to an hour, and netted almost as much money as the previous 6-hour job. 🙃
#3. I’m grateful to have family. I don’t have many friends, honestly. I have some really good ones, but not really many others. It’s nice to have family.
#4. I’m grateful to have been able to get out of the meltdown mode with that first job.
#5. I’m grateful to be more trusting about my future than I used to be. That’s… really nice right now.
Oh! I didn’t tell the story of the season’s first tick yesterday. I had mentioned I did some yard work, and I came back in and sat down on the recliner in my room, and looked down at my shirt, and low and behold, there was a tick. It seemed like maybe it was tired or confused or drunk or something because it was trying to suck blood out of my shirt.
Funny.
Poor confused tick. That’s the first time in all my tick experiences a tick hasn’t seemed to realize my shirt isn’t flesh. All other ticks just keep going without stopping, at least that I’ve seen, until they make it to skin. Poor confused tick.
And you know, it’s not their fault they give diseases. They get the diseases from infected animals they feed on. All we need to do to stop tick diseases is stop the animals they feed on from getting those diseases. Easy. 🙃
Thought of the Day: “Some quit due to slow progress, never grasping the fact that slow progress is progress.” Jeff Olson
Lift the World.
~ stephen
Daily Accountability Summary:
Morning Routine Unweighted Success: 38%
Evening Routine Unweighted Success: 79%
Pornography/Sex Addiction Battle: 31 days
To-Do Top 3 Prioritization: 0%
Texting While Driving: 1
Lift the World 