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SWB: Adjustment


Have you ever worn a pair of sneakers that rub a certain uncomfortable way until you take the time to re-lace them and make sure they aren't too loose here or too tight there?

For the last week, I felt as if I was constantly adjusting my shoelaces, as upon returning from a work trip I had a great deal of catching up to do in many areas. There is always housework, dishes and laundry to do and running of the vacuum as well, but throughout the week both of kids ended up needing some extra attention - one became ill with a sinus infection and the other had banged up their knee in a Halloween mishap and was hobbling all week on crutches. So in some places I had to SPEED UP and in others I had to SLOW WAAAYYYY DOWN and adjust what my normal pace is.

You know what? Adjusting takes energy.

However, after making some of those adjustments, the feeling of uncomfortableness gave way to settling into a better stride. One child is back to school and the other is back and off the crutches. Work stuff is settling a bit, and I'm getting Nov. and Dec. filled up fairly well. I'm still staying active every morning with the help of my canine alarm clock - I exercised 7 days in a row last week - AND ALL BEFORE 8:30 AM! For those of you that know how I LOVE to sleep in, this is quite a feat! As for the housework, well that is something that never stops, so I plan to work a little on that today (after I go for a run!)

So for today, I will have to be content in the pace that is attainable rather than the pace I THINK I need to be functioning at.

Adjusting takes time and energy, but the adjustment is better than getting feet full of blisters because of being in too big a hurry.
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Sleeping with bread is an examen, based on the spiritual exercises of St. Ignatius, helps a person hold onto what spiritually nourishes him by looking at what is giving him consolation in his life or causing him desolation. It allows someone to express his gratitude to God for the good stuff and turn to him for solace for the bad stuff. It is quite simple. You simply ask yourself, in the last day/week/month what gave me consolation and what caused me desolation. If you would like to join in on this Monday blogging group, simply go to the host post at Sleeping With Bread and leave your comments and blog link there. Blessings upon your bread!
T.

Comments

"I'm still staying active every morning with the help of my canine alarm clock..."

That's the beauty of a two year old beagle. It doesn't have a snooze alarm!
Tara Lamont said…
I sometimes wish she had a snooze button, that is for sure!
Mel said…
*laughing* I'm thinking they oughta come with one!

And I get this post....now if I could just learn how to lace like the sneaks in the photo!
;-)

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