La Bebe and I have entered the stage in our nursing relationship where she can no longer tolerate it when I eat chocolate. She gets pretty bad gas pains and gets constipated whenever I eat it. So no more chocolate for me, at least for a few months.
The two weeks before Christmas were the most stressful I have ever endured and this week after isn't too much of a good trip either. We just have way too much crap for our 1000 sq. ft. home. I'm completely overwhelmed by the clutter (Ask Aimee--it takes a long time for me to get to that place) and have just totally shut down. I an seriously considering entering myself in the Style Network's "Messiest House in America" contest so that professional organizer people will come in and force us to purge 3/4 of our stuff while I am humiliated on national television.
And did I mention I think I need another root canal?
Since I can't self-comfort with chocolate, I guess I'll just have to pray.
O Lord, Have mercy on me! Send me Your Spirit so that I might persevere through this rough patch. Enlighten me that I might remember that there are Your sons and daughters who are truly suffering today and that my grievances are over small inconveniences in life. Help me to remember that I am trebly blessed in every aspect of my life and to be grateful to You who see fit to bless me so abundantly. Help me to remain humble before You who are so great. I ask these things in Jesus Christ my Lord through Mary, His Mother and mine. Amen.
There. That's better. I think I'll go throw some stuff away now. :)