Just Another Overwhelming Sunday...

It's Sunday...the day of rest. My husband, Matt, has taken over my nursery duty at the church so I can have a stress-free morning.

The problem is he forgot to give me some tips on living stress-free! I have been walking around this house in a stupor, not sure of what job to tackle first: the laundry (did that a bit), the floors (disgusting), getting rid of the general clutter (overwhelming), the dishes (let's not go there), the cat's box (Samson!), the office mess, the bedrooms, baths..ugh. I can't be stress-free looking at this mess, so I need to get up and do sometbing about it. But sometimes the magnitude of the many tasks that need to be done leave me walking around aimlessly not sure of where to start. Or afraid to even begin.

I'm so consumed with trying to figure out the best ways to help Alec and give the rest of the family the attention they need that I always feel like the plates I spin are beginning to fall. Somehow, by the grace of God, they spin on.

So here I sit, writing on this blog. (Avoidance!) Alec and Elise are downstairs fighting over the computer (Elise was playing a Barbie game...), so now it's time to referee.

I think I'll grab some music and do those chores. Maybe by this afternoon I can have that stress-free time Matt wants me to take.