Something Uncomfortable: Day 206

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I think my fellow perfectionists would agree that our perfectionism makes us perfect procrastinators. We want everything to be just so and spend an exorbitant amount of time thinking about and planning how to do something. All of this thinking leads to being overwhelmed. And the feeling of being overwhelmed causes us to put off what we need to do until we have time to do it correctly. Then we run out of time and find ourselves in a big ugly mess.

Couple this perfectionist/procrastination phenomenon with the busyness of the school year, volunteering, soccer, and fall birthdays & holidays and you have me wanting to crawl in bed… and stay there. 

Oh and I also scheduled family pictures for next weekend… which I’m super excited about… but we need cute outfits for the photo shoot… and the outfits need to coordinate, but not match… and my daughter wants to wear a particular outfit… and my son wants to wear his Ewok t-shirt… and I have nothing to coordinate with their choices… and I have to order the photo ornaments with said pictures by the end of the month while they are still on sale… will the pics even be ready in time?… cause the photographer is busy… and I don’t want to put any more pressure on her… why does dust have to keep accumulating in my house?… doesn’t it realized the first of several parties I’m planning is in 11 days?… why can’t Starbucks deliver and be free?… I need a paper bag to breathe into.

When I get like this, my sweet husband always says, “Take it one step at a time.” It’s always a little annoying, because I’m panicking, but he’s so right. All we can do it put one foot in front of the other and focus on the task at hand. Panicking only slows me down.

So I’m taking a moment to encourage you to take it one step at a time. Then I’m going to attempt to turn off my worry thoughts and start tackling the list.

Are you panicking today?   

Something Uncomfortable: Day 205

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I was DREADING volunteering in my son's class today. Why? Because it's Thursday and that means it's Miss Heather's day to return books to the library. Ugh!

Unfortunately, there is some drama surrounding the kindergartners and the library at our school. The librarian is only at our school on Thursdays. And she doesn't have time to have library time with all of the kids, so the kindergarten teachers have to do it themselves. They even have to check in and re-shelve the books themselves. It is what it is.

The problem for me and the reason for the dread is that the librarian wants me to check in the books when the other classes aren't in the library. Well, I'm not available when the other classes aren't there. So I was nervous about how I would be received this morning. The last thing I need is to be a part of drama at my son's school.

I took some Anxiety Drops and headed for the library. I'm so thankful to report that everyone was happy to see me and there was no drama. Woohoo!!

What are you worrying about that hasn't even happened yet?

On another note... My kindergarten kids had a sub for an hour while I was there today. This woman might have been the meanest teacher I've ever met. If you don't like little people, you probably shouldn't sub in kindergarten. She was even kind of snotty to me. But whatever. 

Even if you don't have kids in school, please pray for the teachers and kids at your local schools. I had no idea just how much goes on in a classroom that requires prayer coverage.

Why I LOVE Being Uncomfortable

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I know it sounds nutty, but I’ve really learned to love being uncomfortable. OK maybe not the actual “being uncomfortable” part, but I truly love the process of allowing myself to be uncomfortable each day. Here’s why:

1. It allows God to work on my character flaws and mold me into the person He created me to be.
2. It forces me to trust God in everything.
3. It makes me relinquish control and allows God to show up.

Iam in the middle of an overly uncomfortable day. At noon I’m already blown away at how God is showing up. My daughter’s warts were treated with medication – they RARELY cut warts anymore. Someone cancelled their appointment with my chiropractor’s partner at 2:00. Their office called and gave the appointment to me. That means Adam doesn’t have to come home to watch my daughter and pick my son up from school while I wait as a walk-in. It also means I don’t have to wait until Wednesday to get some relief from my mess of a neck. And the chances of me getting a migraine have dropped exponentially.

I still have to call and order food that I’m going to pick up for dinner (one of my least favorite things to do). But with the way the morning has gone, I’m guessing that will be alright too.  

Doing Something Uncomfortable every day is, well, uncomfortable. But the benefits outweigh the discomfort. 

Have you decided to become uncomfortable? Have you joined the Something Uncomfortable movement?

Something Uncomfortable: Day 202

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Today, we are taking our daughter to have her warts looked at by a dermatologist. I could just die.

Logically I know that we are taking care of her. But emotionally, I feel like we are taking my baby to the butcher.

There is always the possibility that the doctor will have some topical medicine that will finally kill these things. But it's more likely that the beasts will have to be removed. From my three-year-old's hand. With a knife of some sort. And I have to tell her it will be ok. Vomit!

Is anyone surprised that my neck went out yesterday? Did I mention my chiropractor is gone today so my Monday appointment is happening on Wednesday? At least Sausage Finger is on the mend... Praise The Lord!

Okay. Time to put on the brave mom face...

What do you know you have do, but are terrified to do it?