Monday came and went, and I made no effort to stop it.
I was feeling like a heel. I was going to meet one of my good blogging friends for coffee, a meet-and-finally-greet kind of thing as she and her hubby were travelling to and from Wisconsin to visit family. I wound up canceling our meeting because I’m over my head in Angel Tears, and feel like I’m going to sparkle my way out of existence.
Do we often bite off more than we can chew?
We can’t spit it out, we can’t immediately swallow our choices, so we often sit with an overly full mouth of food like a hungry squirrel.
I want to be busy, yet when I’m busy I want to do nothing.
I want to feel special, yet when I start feeling special I want to be ignored.
And often, in the middle of all these wants I find myself tripping over my own feet.
I think I’ve told you that I have a big craft show coming up this Saturday. I’ve only been in two shows in my life, both in the same town. One was not bad, the other was in the rain and fog and cold weather. This one is going to be part of Octoberfest in a big northern Wisconsin city, and the weather is supposed to be cool and partly sunny. This one is going to be bigger and busier than I’ve ever been.
And I don’t think I’m ready.
I never thought I was a negative person by trade. Life comes and goes and the sun shares the billboard with rain and I’m good with all of it. Yet the pressure I put on myself not only made me miss a chance to meet a friend, but encouraged messy mistakes I have no business making.
I know I will survive this fun and busy time. I always do. I have no choice.
You will survive your silly and important tests, too. Never doubt yourself. There is only one way to go in life and that’s forward. Whether you want to or not.
You may not always like where you’re going or where you wind up. But that, too, is temporary.
Love is always around you. So is success. It just takes a little extra effort to open your arms and let them in.
Just make sure your arms aren’t full of craft supplies.