When life is crushing you from various sides and worry is your spiritual gift and you might have a mild form of OCD that makes you freak out at the thought of enterovirus D68 and Ebola, what should you do to find your place of inner calm and relaxation?
OK, here's what happened. Things with my mother's health are getting dicey and my daughter's heart surgery is looming and I'm hosting Thanksgiving in a couple weeks and I walked into this dank pink and blue kitchen, which I thought was simply wonderful in 1995 but now makes me gag, and said, "I CAN'T LIVE IN THIS PINK AND BLUE KITCHEN ONE MORE COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE!"
So I wanted to paint before Thanksgiving but my floors are blue so then we decided to change the flooring but then we would also have to change the flooring in the adjoining dining room/computer room so why not just knock out a wall and make one big kitchen because with seven kids we're bound to have a lot of grandkids and we need a bigger table to seat them. Whew, was that a long sentence or is it just me?
Anyway, has anyone besides me read the beloved children's book, If You Give A Mouse A Cookie? My kitchen is a lot like that book right now. But destroying my kitchen is the MOST stress-relieving activity I've had in months! There is something quite cathartic about knocking down walls and scraping paint. It's downright blissful!
I need prayer and possibly a psych consult.
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