Seeking God Knows What

Okay, Overwhelmed, I’m taking ya up on this. Yes, this is my third post of the day: the first was during naptime and now Widget is playing outside.

God:
I have to agree with Overwhelmed here. I know that I am not doing enough to serve You. I am working hard at trying to make sure that I recognize Your presence in my life every day but I often find myself doing other things instead of either reading the Bible or doing a devotion or something. I do pray a lot, although, I admit that I often feel like perhaps I’m praying the “wrong way” because I don’t seem to hear anything from You.

My parents:
I love you both very much but I will not take sides in any of your arguments. I think you should learn to compromise. No one is perfect and you are both at fault for the problems you have.

My cat:
Would you quit deciding that 4 in the morning is a good time to wonder if you have any cat food? Yes, you do. 99% of the time there is food in your bowl in the same place it always is. You do not need to paw at the closet door until we get up in order to reassure us you know where your food is. We know. We put it there. Also, chewing on plastic bags is not a good idea. You then hack up nasty cat puke, with a lovely piece of plastic bag in it on our floors. Not our idea of fun nor should I think it is very enjoyable for you.

Widget:
My wonderful child, I wish you would realize that if you held still instead of screaming and wriggling while we change your diaper, it would go much faster. I know it just your age but it makes the whole process much more difficult. But no matter what, I will always love you and nothing will ever, ever change that- even the trauma you make diaper changing into.

My “favorite” neighbors:
I do not understand how you can find each other’s company enjoyable when you spend 90% of it screaming and swearing at each other. Your attitudes, in general, seem very hostile. Also sitting outside our bedroom windows (yes, I know your driveway is there, I didn’t design the neighborhood) and smoking while talking/arguing on your cell phones at 11 PM is not a very neighborly thing to do nor is revving your motorcycle at 5 am and installing obscenely bright lights on your garage that you leave on all night long.

Target stores:
Why do you have to have so many enticing things to buy when I’m there? Particularly clothing and stuff for Widget? The kid has enough clothes and yet, I’m constantly looking through the clothing section for her. On a side note, I do think you could be somewhat more accomodating to adoptive parents as well with your baby registries. I understand that you like to have an expiration date for registries but couldn’t you just make it say 1 year after creation rather than forcing me to put a “due date”? (actually, this applies to all baby registries everywhere). I generally have maybe an inkling of when the child will arrive but there is not guarantee.

ME:

Get a new job. Find friends. You have to call people. There is nothing wrong with you. Stop being so “shy” and afraid of making these changes. They will be good for you. Oh and just wake up and be happy