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Glasses. Fires. Band-aids.

A little reminder went off on my phone this morning. Just one word....'Write'.... Well, thanks Jane from last week, Maybe you could have given me a little hint as to what I'm supposed to write? Going from a once a year blogger to attempting one per week is a little.... frightening. However, writing is good for my soul. I'm surrounded by so much noise all the time and writing helps me hear my own thoughts and make sense of them. So welcome. Glad you could join me on this possible record breaking occasion. 2 posts within 7 days. Watch out.

One thing I have noticed is that knowing I set a goal to write on Fridays makes me think throughout the week about what I am going to write. Imagine that! There is one phrase that has been bouncing around in my head all week. 'You can't pour from an empty cup'. Now its time to use your imaginations for a second. I promise it won't hurt. Picture this... there are 2 full glasses of water and an endless row of empty glasses. One full glass is being slowly poured into an empty glass and being refilled before filling the next glass. The other full glass is being poured a little bit at a time into each glass until there is nothing left to pour and none of the glasses have much in them. I am the second glass. Pouring a little bit of myself into many glasses without stopping to refill and not filling them very effectively. Its like constantly putting out little fires. I go from here to there "fixing" things but really its a band-aid on the bigger problem that I don't have time to address because I'm off to the next thing. I think I've used too many analogies... glasses. fires. band-aids. You get the point.

Moving on. At MOPS this week, the topic was de-stressing. At our table we talked about little things that cause stress, as well as organization and someways we can try to avoid some of the stress all together. (this all ties in, I promise, stay with me) So while I was thinking this morning about the empty cups, little fires, and de-stressing, I really started taking a look around. Majority of my time is spent at home. I kinda comes with the job. Stay-at-home mom. And this home is filled with,.... stuff. I don't even know where it all came from. Half of my time is spent moving stuff from one place to another. If we didn't have all this stuff there would be far less for me to move around and  find places to shove when we have visitors. Its all just taking up my time, as well as space in my house and in my brain. Taking away some of the stuff will take away some of the glasses, or fires, or whatever. It will also give me more time to process, to spend time reading my bible, to pray and listen, to be a happy and positive wife and mother.

So my take away from these last 2 week is my thoughts are full of clutter. Too much time spent on negative attitudes and junk in the house. As I work on decluttering the house I will be declutterimg my thoughts as well.

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