Have you ever had one of those days where you felt just a little nuts? That's my every day. Today, however, I am in the more-than-a-little category. I have lost my keys. I used them yesterday, but today they are gone. Vanished. Poof.
I have torn my house apart searching for them. I have been in every closet, every nook, every couch cushion, and every tiny space in our 800 sq ft. house with no luck. In fact, I've been there at least four times now. I had to call my husband at work, which I hate doing, to see if he picked them up or was playing a cruel joke on me. When he got home he went through every closet, nook, cushion, space with about the same luck (he did find his brown belt, so I would say it was slightly luckier for him).
So now I'm sitting here waiting for Divine Intervention. A vision, a clue, something to lead me to my keys and give me that feeling of independence I like so much. Even though I really have no place to be or to go.
Lord help me before I go completely nuts!
1 comment:
Kasey,
I love this blog! Raw and real, the way we should all be! And yes, someone is reading and does care...very much! I totally understand the carthartic-ness (is that a word?) of blogging!
I am so proud of you! It's amazing to see one of "my girls" all grown up and striving to be the woman God has called them to be!
Love you much!
Christie (aka also a Martha striving to have a Mary spirit)
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