Have you ever sat down to write but, you don't really know where to begin? Well, that's how I feel this evening. If I had to describe how I feel in one word, it would be: thankful. Today some of my favorite ladies in the world helped me clean our old house and it blessed me so much. They didn't have to spend their Memorial Day scrubbing my bathrooms, refrigerator, cleaning my carpets and making our old house shine but, they chose to and it made me feel so loved.
We are finally moved into our new house. Last night was our first night to sleep here and the last week has felt like a totally blur. Jeremiah painted the entire interior of our new house with family and friends helping and we moved in with lots of help. I don't remember a time in my life where I've ever been so ready to accept help. It's actually really humbling and refreshing to leave my pride at the door and really let people into my life. Not the life that is all planned, controlled and organized but, the "real" life.
Now it's time for me to get back into a groove and get this house into order. We've been so busy that we haven't been eating well or maintaining any sort of normal life. You know what I mean when you're so busy that you don't take the time to cook and you just hit Papa Murphy's instead? Well, that's been us lately and it's dragging me down.
Tell me, what do you do to get motivated? To get back into a good routine after life has gotten crazy?