So as I sit on the eve's eve of my spring break coming to an end I am reminded of plans, no matter how well they are laid out, no matter what my intentions are that I HAVE NO CONTROL OVER how they come out.
One would think that after several years of going through the cycle of going to a break, ending up learning that I am allergic to something, going to the ER, coming home and recovering over my week instead of getting done what I had "planned to do"
The ironic thing about all of this is that this week I had planned to learn where my time goes and then how to micromanage it more to become more efficient with the time that I have each week. Well I did not actually get to do that...what I did instead was:
Sunday: Went to ER because I was bit by something and had an allergic reaction, got Benadryl through an IV, got Tagament in an IV, got a breathing treatment through pure oxygen, and got home at 2am
Monday: My wonderful husband took great care of me, setting his alarm for every four hours to give me benadryl and hook me up on a breathing treatment at home...OH YEA I slept all day
Tuesday: I got up walked around, ate breakfast and took a long nap, woke up ate lunch, took another nap, lastly got up read a little, ate dinner, and went to sleep
Wednesday: Watched Scott take his midterm, read, went to youth group, came home and slept\
Thursday: Read,helped Carlee paint her room
Friday: Finished reading the book "Three Weeks with my Brother" By Nicholas Sparks
Saturday: Eggliminate from 7:30-3, hung out with youth at the Russell's, came home
...Plans are only that...PLANS...they do not necessarily get done the way I want them or think that they should be done....
LESSON LEARNED: I do not get to make the plans, God does !!!
2 comments:
Hmm..I keep trying to learn that one but it just has not happened yet.
Hey, I am reading Three Weeks with My Brother right now too!
Briana
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