So, for three hours today, it went really well...I got out of the house this morning without yelling. I was calm and composed; the kids got to school on time; and I went to work and all was well. Then I went to a meeting, which started out fine, but as it continued, Steve started to annoy me, and I could literally feel crankiness welling up inside me (kind of like the blue outer-space alien Stitch...how his "bad-o-meter" red level started rising when he got cranky..."). Anyway, on other days, I would start to pout, or yell or hit him (actually I did hit him...but not in a totally cranky way), and today I breathed. Seriously, that's all I did, I took a deep breath, told myself this was not going to turn into a cranky spiral, and my red level started to go down. And actually I used that technique a few times today..actually more than a few. Red level starts to rise...I breathe and feel a little bit better. Not bad for the first day.
However, tomorrow, I've decided for the 12th time, that I'm going to stop drinking diet coke. I'm not sure if it's for Lent, or for me, but whatever it's for, I will definitely need to do some praying to get through the day. And, I'm pretty sure, my crankiness level might get a little high. So, wish me luck...or my family luck....
And tomorrow maybe I'll write without watching ridiculous shows on Disney Channel (what in the world is Kick Buttowski anyway, and why do I let Elijah watch it?!?!?), and my posts will make sense.
Until tomorrow, I'll leave you with my new mantra/verse/motto given to me by a dear pastor friend of mine (Thanks Kurt!) Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18).