Monday Musing – Hard Days

For whatever reason, yesterday was a hard day for me.

I woke up grouchy. I thought I’d slept well, but maybe not.

After getting ready and showing up to choir rehearsal on time, things began frustrating me. Normal things, not unusual things. With a concerted effort, I did not voice my irritation. But that effort drained me and I was disappointed when I came home and realized I had failed to WORSHIP and I had only sung the words without them truly affecting me.

We try not to do any work on Sundays. It’s our day of rest. Everyone needs one, and if you can’t do it on Sunday for whatever reason, I suggest you make sure there’s another day when you can rest and relax. I’m certain our bodies need the down-time. Anyway, because of how rainy it’s been here lately, we haven’t been able to get the sealant down on our drive-way. It’s been sitting in the shed for several weeks, waiting–there had to be three DRY days in a row following it’s application. We started yesterday after lunch, but it only covered half the driveway. Bummer. Several hours on a Sunday afternoon gone, and the job couldn’t be finished.

One of my sons came home for a boy scout camp-out and after unpacking realized he’d lost his wallet. We went back to the campsite and searched for over an hour without success. Such a bummer. We cancelled his debit card, and looked up how he could replace his driver’s license. A few other things were in there that were irreplaceable, like a gift card, but *shrug* there’s nothing to be done about it now. I’ve advised him to be sure to secure his wallet next time. 🙂

I finished the evening trying to wade through nearly 500 e-mails, but only managed 1/5th of them.

Sometimes life throws us these unexpected inconveniences. How do you manage when you wake up “on the wrong side of the bed”? How do you find the silver-lining of tough situations?

Blessings,
Ginger

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4 thoughts on “Monday Musing – Hard Days”

  1. I have been told that I am annoyingly wired to see the glass as more than half full…it’s overflowing. But days with that much frustration can take their toll on even me. Sometimes I’ve walked out the door and come back in again–to try and start fresh. What I do know for sure is that days like that are really good for my prayer life!

  2. I tend toward melancholy so on these days I stop and start naming what I am thankful for. Or sometimes sing a good praise song…

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