2.5 Hours to Go

I'm really glad it's Friday.

I need this week to end.

A couple days break from my office.

Rest and relaxation.

Today has been more of a challenge than usual in some ways. The coworker with whom I laugh and vent about the ridiculous working situation we find ourselves in is out of the office. It's very patience stretching.

I did, however, have an encouraging conversation with my boss, who once again assured me that she is very aware of the difficulties of our present situation, and keeping a close eye on it. And, that she has some of the same frustrations I and others have expressed.

It's always nice when the people in charge are actually clued in.

Okay. 2 and a half hours left.

I can do this!

Secret Smile

She smiled the secret smile of one who found deep inner amusement that few would understand.

Henri Nouwen on Questions

The Answer to Our Questions

We spend a lot of time and energy raising questions. Is it worth it? It is always good to ask ourselves why we raise a question. Do we want to get useful information? Do we want to show that someone else is wrong? Do we want to conquer knowledge? Do we want to grow in wisdom? Do we want to find a way to sanctity?

When we ponder these questions before asking our questions, we may discover that we need less time and energy for our questions. Perhaps we already have the information. Perhaps we don't need to show that someone is wrong. For many questions we may learn that we already have the answers, at least if we listen carefully to our own hearts.

Relaxed

I'm oddly peaceful and at rest at the moment.

(Actually, I have been all day - underneath the frenetic frustration my job inspires at the moment.)

I went for a massage tonight. So nice.

I did have to laugh though. I've been far more stressed in the three or so months since I last had a massage than anytime in the last couple years. But my massage therapist commented that my muscles were actually quite a bit "looser" than normal. How does that work??

One more day until the weekend.

Today I can almost believe that spring (literally and figuratively) is coming.

Another Day, Another Try

I'm discovering that it's really hard to love someone who can take you from perfectly calm to spitting mad in less than two minutes.

I'm discovering that it takes a lot of concious thought to come up with positives about someone who can make you mad simply by existing.

I'm discovering that the best I can manage "pray for those who persecute you" at the moment is a growled "bless her" through clenched teeth.

And I'm grateful for the grace that means I get to keep trying, even after moments of failing miserably.