T.G.I.WOOTH.

Thank God I work outside of the home.  We totally need my job with all of it's benefits, and though changes are happening at work, it's still where I feel valuable.  And where I can put my education to excellent use  Not here:

No offense intended to those who love to care of their families during the day by cleaning and pretty-ing up their homes.  I was once one of those people.  I really loved the feeling of accomplishment when I was done making everything clean and good-smelling and fresh for them when they got home.  Never mind that it would look exactly like this every morning.  Like I had spent the previous day playing tiddly winks.  I enjoyed the organization, the purposeful goals.  And making my own schedule out during the day.

 Still haven't  broken the cycle...

I guess now that my kids are older, and a couple of them have moved on and out, I feel like there should be more to my days.  Until I figure out what that looks like, I need to work extra hours. Even being out of your house for a few hours a day makes it seems like a wonderful place.  Not a place of drudge and mindless boredom.  Which is what I feel.  And I'm not ungrateful for my home, I just need a break from it.  But just to stay mindful of all that I have and all I've been given, here is my nightly prayer:

Thank you God, for giving me this day - right where I am. 

Trying to stay mindful and grateful, even in the midst of boredom.  That's my goal.