forgive me

I just posted a blog this morning of dissatisfaction with my life. I've been convicted in the past hour about it and felt need to ask for forgiveness. Life's not easy right now. But I'm so thankful for what I do have. I was just talking to God within my day about how I was feeling. Then I remembered that I had asked God to send me friends a few months ago because all mine had dissipated. Now we have so many friends, Thom and my alone times are getting more squeezed in on. But we have SO much fun with these new people He's sent our way. Goes to show that in carnality we're never satisfied.

Things I'm thankful for:

~Thom
~a creative job
~my dogs
~my home
~God's movement in our church
~great family
~heat, electricity, running water
~my friends
~my health
~grace for when I'm a moron
~Thom's job
~music
~my talents, God help me to use them more for Him

Busily Annoyed

Does anyone else find it obnoxious that a man and a woman, married, still have to work 40+ hours to make ends meet these days? What happened to a time when the woman had a choice to stay home and cook/clean and the man went to work for just 40 hours? I'm not saying that's my ideal lifestyle either, but I DO feel like Thom and I are running circles around this house trying not to trip over each other whenever we're home at the same time. Which is far and in between.

Sunday: Technically OFF work. But get to church at 8:30 AM, set up everything in a gym, Thom leads service, tear everything down afterward (get done around 1:00), band practice from 2-4, and THEN we get to enjoy our day off.

Monday: Day off. But we spend the whole day getting all the house work done or errands taken care of. Hopefully we have time to have date night in the end

Tuesday: Work morning, come home, run, eat, Tuesday night group with Friends.

Wednesday-Saturday: Don't see Thom. He works from 9-9:30. I scramble to get housework done, weekly errands ran, go running, walk three dogs, make glass beads for more side cash, all before I work at 2.

Back to Sunday.

This has made our weeks go by like crazy. I feel like I never have time to reflect or plan. Life's just passing me by. I'm just getting a little tired of it.

Is there a way to stop this momentum force?

Sell the house, grow my own food, and knit my own socks. I'll take it. I could have more dogs ;)