Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Hey, It's Okay....

Melissa over at Dreams and Colors posts these things called "Hey, It's Okay...." every once in a while.  I'm borrowing this idea today.   This is not a "debbie-downer" post as I'm sure we all have these days, I guess I just need to get it off my chest.  I'll throw in a few happies too.... :-)

It's okay...... that it's one of "those" days.  

It's okay..... that work is stressing me out.  I have this one particular project that just won't resolve itself and with my being the ultimate problem solver and not being able to solve this one, it's really weighing on me.  It's been going on for over a year now and it's SO frustrating.  I'm not one to usually bring work home, but I have been lately. 
  
It's okay.....that parenting is weighing on me lately.  Lallie (bless her little heart) is wearing me out (and Husband).  It seems to be non-stop whining and crying and snippiness.  It's not like this all the time, of course, but more often than not lately.  The four-going-on-five phase is really trying us and considering I'm personally a control freak, it's especially tough.  I understand this is a phase and her exerting her in independence (and showing off some learned behaviors from school).  I need to learn to let-it-go and work through it rather than against it.  

It's okay....that I'm emotionally exhausted because I'm trying to be the source of happiness for everyone and everything.  My *trying* to be responsible for this happiness is turning out to cause the opposite.  I need to learn that I'm not the source, but rather a product of the happiness. 

It's okay....that I have to clean the house on Wednesday  because Gloria doesn't come until Monday and we have guests coming (having Gloria clean the house is really fabulous...I'm so glad that after ten years we have her I am tres thankful!)

It's okay...that I have no idea how to put the little thingy over the "e" in "tres" through blogger.

It's okay....that considering I studied French in high school and college, I can't remember for the life of me what that little thingy over the "e" is called.

It's okay....that I'm spying a $30 chest of drawers that I found on Craig's List and thinking about restoring for my closet re-do.  It's also okay....that I have no idea how I'm going to re-do said chest of drawers because I'm a horrible painter.


It's okay....that my hair is long and stringy and really needs a haircut and highlight but I just despise going to the hair salon (yes, you heard that right). I'd much rather spend my time getting a massage, facial or nails done than my hair.  

It's okay....that I don't like hair salon appointments because I despise awkward chatting with someone I hardly know about personal issues (yes, I go to the salon so little that I don't really know my stylist....call it weird if you will but that's just me).  I don't like how they like to *dig* for material.  Forget it, I'm not sharing!  Maybe I should just go more often, which Husband really doesn't mind my going more often, so that I don't have to worry about the awkward chatting.  Hmmm....food for thought.

Anyways, sweet Anna over at A Sweet Southern Mess posted a few things this morning and I thought I'd share a couple.  Every once in a while you run across that blog post that just feels like it was meant for you.  If you want to see it all, click HERE.
Source: etsy.com via Jennifer on Pinterest
Source: etsy.com via Jennifer on Pinterest

In the meantime, I ask for prayers and patience for the first four "It's okay" issues above.

Y'all have a Happy Tuesday!



9 comments:

  1. Yes, it is okay!! I'll be thinking about you and praying for you through everything right now. We all go through times when it seems like things are weighing on us heavier than normal. Give your sweet girl a tight hug and buy those drawers--the paint doesn't have to be perfect! I really needed those two last images about the storm and prayer.
    XO

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  2. I don't have any parenting advice...yet. But I will offer up that if you take a book (or kindle) to the hair salon and open it as soon as you sit down, the stylist is much less likely to talk to you. I do this when I get pedicures because I can never understand the Asian ladies and I feel bad constantly saying, "What? I'm sorry?" My kindle works every time!

    I love you! I sent you a text. I'm here if you need me.

    Ashleigh

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  3. I agree with Ashleigh. I take my Kindle! They take the hint. :) Prayers sent for the first four. W turns 4 this month. So there's a stage worse than this one?! Lol.

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  4. This message is so timely. Coincidence? I don't think so. I believe that you are meant to receive HIS message anytime, anywhere.
    Thank you :)

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  5. I'm normally a very chatty person and I hate the awkward haircut convo too hahaha! Good luck with Lallie! I'm sure she'll calm down and be back to her normal self in no time.

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  6. Thinking of you! It's okay to have "one of those days" - I think you deserve a glass of wine and some brownies tonight!

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  7. Praying for peace for you. Oh, how the girl drama can drain a mom...... It will pass though ;-)

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  8. *hugs times a million* I hope writing the first few things out helped you get them off your chest and will hopefully help you know that they are ok. God never gives you more than you can handle and in the end, things will work out the way they are supposed too (I've been telling myself this a lot recently).

    You could always bring a book/magazine to the salon with you. I've done this before and I just tell my stylist that I'm socially exhausted and just want to get lost in my book for a bit or that I've been trying to finish reading the book for weeks and haven't had a chance, would she mind if I read while she did my hair. It's a polite way to avoid the small talk.

    I also think that you should treat yourself to a spa treatment or too. Sounds like they have been well deserved and earned!

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  9. I too really don't like getting my hair done! Good list!

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