Heading out into an 18 degree morning. I’m driving today, which means I will be walking long distances in the cold. A couple of weeks ago, I realized that I needed a winter hat. I purchased a Raspberry Beret. There were other colors, of course, but I wanted the raspberry one. I sing every time I put it on. I also ruin my hair every time I put it on. It is a Pain in the Ass to have short hair.
Thinking about work this morning makes my stomach churn. I was assigned many more duties, doubling my work load. It begins today. I could cry to write that. I barely kept up with what I had before. I will try to focus on the fact that it was a tremendous vote of confidence in my abilities. This new stuff is very political, visible, and public. God help me.
In three days I have a weekend with not one plan. I hate to live for other days, but I can always rest in that knowledge today when it is getting out of control.
One day at a time I can do this, with lots of help from God.
Sing a new song to the Lord for he has worked wonders. — Psalm 97:1