My head is everywhere this morning. I can’t quite hold a single thought captive. I imagine this is what it is like to have ADHD — rapid fire ideas that bear no resemblance to one another. I have been up for almost two hours and have not yet had one shred of continuity.
In fact, during my Bible study, I got up to order a replacement tray for the microwave — ours spontaneously broke in two over the weekend. I got back to my study for a moment then remembered that I needed to message my doctor. Got up to do that, then sat back down to 2 Thessalonians only to realize that my feet were cold and I probably needed socks. While I was up getting socks, I checked and responded to a couple of emails.
If you give a mouse a cookie…
I think the problem is that my routine is slightly altered today. You know how it is when you change one thing. You decide to buy your coffee on the road instead of brewing a pot at home. This means that you don’t go into the kitchen before your shower, so you don’t see your medicine sitting on the countertop. Halfway through your makeup routine, you remember that you haven’t taken your medicine, so you stop applying your mascara and go to the kitchen. While you are in the kitchen, you grab a snack to take to work, walk to the front room to find your purse, and before you know it, you’re sitting in your car in your slip with mascara on one eye.
So, I got out of bed, fed the dog, brewed some tea, mixed my smoothie, then broke my routine and wrote an email to my former colleagues. That was the beginning of mayhem. A few people responded which sent me down nostalgia lane, but the thought of an interview later today got me considering my wardrobe. I noticed a bill I have to attend to today, and remembered I also want to spend an hour or two on an editing project. I started and interrupted and restarted and interrupted and restarted and finally finished my Bible study and lit the candle on my desk. I shuffled some papers around and then had to go to the bathroom.
Do you see what I mean?
So now, instead of sitting at my desk to blog, I am on the futon, which means I can’t really see out the window. Chester, who usually sits under my desk warming my feet, keeps looking at me like I’ve lost my mind. But that would imply that I knew where it was to begin with!!
It’s going to be an interesting day. I think I’d better make a checklist:
- finish blog
- attend to previously mentioned bill
- work on editing project
- blow out candle
- dress for interview
- swing by library
- go to interview
- drive to gym
- drive home
With this kind of start to the day, I think I better just take a few minutes and pray — that God would put things in the proper order, that He would direct my steps, that He would focus me when I get behind the steering wheel today, and that He would allow me to attend to the people who cross my path. I’m kind of a mess today; thankfully, He is not. He knows the craziness in my head; He will order the details of my day.
You keep [her] in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you,
because [she] trusts in you.