waiting just to wait again
I'm sitting in sweatpants on a futon that has dog pee on it. With a messy kitchen to my right and jelly beans to my left. Books, Bibles, thank-you notes are strewn out on the floor. We are out of toilet paper so I have been using penguin napkins to take care of business until Jon comes home from work and saves my bottom. I ate two cupcakes tonight and tried to compensate by mixing up healthy things in our Vitamix and then attempting Kale chips (which I made ridiculously too salty but I would still recommend them). I haven't made our bed in days. I was supposed to clean today. I feel like a senior in college again, scrambling and mess-making. Eating non-dinner foods because I am too lazy to be creative when Jon is working and I'm stuck at home with cupcakes on the table with homemade frosting that I swear is laced with something deliciously illegal. The past 24 hours have entailed some anxiety. I just want to go do ministry. I don't want to call people who don't ...