I feel like I’ve lost my momentum with the cleaning. God granted me the focus and resolve I needed and now I’m opening back up again to be a little more involved elsewhere. The bedrooms are basically done, with the exception of mine which still has some clutter as well as a cubby shelf that I am wanting to better organize. It worked to keep me busy until about last week, where I hit the wall of being ready to just have some actual family time again.

The heat has gotten worse this week. It’s been a very mild summer weather-wise, so I really can’t complain. I wouldn’t even be worrying about it if it weren’t for the fact that I have a child who’s been having to do these pre-season running workouts that have gradually been increasing in intensity throughout the summer. There is not enough down time between camp weeks in my opinion. The extra activity and lack of time to get some decent rest in bugs me.

I really am a pretty negative person. When I write it’s like the things I want to write about are the things that are currently causing me worry, frustration, or sadness. It’s like it helps to get rid of the present negativity so that I don’t have to weigh anybody else down with it. I do have problems with complaining too much, but in general, if I get a chance to say what bothers me I do feel better. It does seem though like there are often more pains than smiles in life.