RaNdOm ReStLeSs RaMbLe

I glance at my to-do list… I roll my eyes and begin to look over it; I read it and re-read it. I am shocked at not only the overwhelming amount of ink that occupies the once white paper – but at the possibility that 10 other items may find their way onto the list before I am able to so much as scratch one – productivity eludes me. I am a candidate for the Dr. Phil show – it would take more than one episode for sure!

I look around my room, reminded why “clean bedroom” is #8 on the to-do list – I see books which reminds me that I have my exit exams in 16 days…my heart races. A hot pink backpack, New Balance tennis shoes and a sock occupy the space next to my side of the bed; the battery “light” on my phone is red – too lazy to reach over and plug it in. The dryer buzzes – my sheets are clean; no, that was not on the list – Mark washed them this time…who am I kidding, he washes them every time. Greer is looking for “Pigty” – Jackson yawns – dinner was gourmet, fish sticks and mac and cheese. Does it get anymore middle-class American? My eyes are so heavy; I taught today which means my feet hit the floor long before the sun hit the horizon.

I hear my toothbrush and washcloth calling my name – louder and above all other noises within a 10ft radius – so tonight I’m gonna be a little selfish – brush my teeth, wash my face – tuck my munchkins in so tight, kiss that Romeo that sleeps to my left --- I hope to be dreaming before 10pm, it’s my reward for a long week and preparation for all that lies ahead - although it won't be nearly enough. And all the while I'll be remembering that God’s promises are like the stars; the darker the night – the brighter they shine.

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