I know this may come as a shock to many of you...but I can't do it all. I'm no supermom. Go ahead. Feign surprise. I really had myself convinced that I should be able to function at top notch on three to four hours of sleep every night. And I was going at a pretty good speed, too! But then my laundry hit me like a ton of bricks. My engine started to smoke. Seriously, it was coming out of my ears : ) I've sputtered to a halt. I asked God to help me and he pretty much told me I needed to get my priorities straight. I'm disappearing with him for awhile and he's going to teach me how to live. A little lighter. A little freer. A lot less stressed.
I'll be back sometime next week with an overhauled heart : )
