that God was preparing you for something bigger by just completely tearing away what you are, so you can be made into something new? I know that's the way of the master potter's hand, but sheesh, he's just smashing me into a lump these days.
I had a car accident today. A fender bender after dropping Hannah off at school. No one was hurt except for the car... the front bumper. There was a pile of debris on the side of the road piled out into the road and as high as my car, I couldn't see to pull out and a car turned into the school sharply and clipped me. She said it was my fault, but I think I was just sitting there and she turned and hit me. I guess I'm at fault though since I'm the one sitting in the driveway of the school.... It really confused me, but whatever. What is done is done. Tomorrow I have to take it to a body shop for the insurance adjuster to look at it. I can get it fixed then, or I can opt to take it someplace else.
Keith's coming home tonight after seeing 5 states in 7 days.
My Career & Lifestyle planning class was cancelled. Now I can take it on Saturdays or not... I am going to do it on Sat. since I bought the book and did the reading already. Part of me is thinking it's a sign that I'm supposed to just take one class this term, but I am taking two. God's gonna smash at me some more, I guess.
Work. Well, it's work. I want to be passionate about it, but lately I just feel confused. My new boss is awesome, has a lot of great ideas, but I'm left feeling like I've come up short because things she will tell me to do, I've already tried with no success or no cooperation. Then I try to explain, but I feel like I am just 100% pessimistic. It's not like me to be able to see the good in things. Is that a sign? God will be mushing me around at work too, I guess.
Needless to say, I have a headache. Keith isn't sure what state we will live in, what job he will work, or what the future holds. I'm just glad he's on his way home. I feel like as long as we're together, we can get through this. He's telling me to quit my job, but I don't feel I can. It seems like I'm just giving up and that I have something to "DO" there. Maybe I'm just trying to prove something to myself. Who knows? I will take anyone's feed back on that.
Okay, off I go to finish picking up the living room. Have a great night.
1 comment:
What a week. Glad you are ok even though getting a car fixed can be a pain in the patooty. Sounds like if you were sitting still it would be the bimbo's fault! Tell her I said so. I will keep you in my thoughts that answers come soon.
Hugs
Valerie
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