I cut my waffles along the lines. :-}

I can't help it. I have ALWAYS cut my waffles along the lines. And my pancakes - I don't just start hacking away, I use straight lines to cut those too. I eat M&Ms two at a time, one for each side of my mouth and if I end up with one at the end, I bite it in half. It may sound a little bit OCD, but I've come to realize that I am very detailed when it comes to things that I can control.

I think I've mentioned this book before: Be Joyful (Philippians): Even When Things Go Wrong, You Can Have Joy (The BE Series Commentary). It's a great book for helping people, like me, who are looking for balance, happiness, joy. One of the things I remember (mostly because I taught the lesson) is that people worry about things they have no control over. So I guess it stands to reason, that if you're looking for balance or control, a sensible person would be attentive to the things they can control rather than worry over the things they cannot control. 

Stop me if I'm rationalizing...

I've had a REALLY rough last few days. Between being upset with my husband, trying to control my three little boys and being frustrated that I wasn't able to work - I was absolutely out of control. I'm even slightly annoyed today at the prospect of having to wait for my Mom to get here so I can go close some deals...three deals to be exact.

This may sound cheesy, but I promise that it's worked for me and even better than that, it has worked for me every time I've done it: I say a prayer to God, asking for guidance, a lesson, some message that He would have me learn to come closer to Him. Then I open my Bible and read. I always find my answers in there.

I guess I know what I have to do today: take full accountability for the things I can control, let my kids have fun rather than try to keep my thumb on them, be patient and happy when I see my Mom and say a prayer.

*whew* balance or bust!

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