But For the Grace of God

Am I the only one who is so clueless as to what's going on around me at times that it's a wonder I remembered how to breathe when I woke up this morning?

Seriously.

Sometimes, I look at the things that surround me on my desk and I realize that I haven't a clue what I'm doing, nor have I every really had a clue. I've just been good at faking it all along.

Same goes for friendships. I really am clueless.

I guess you could say the same for my life in general. I really have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I mean, I think I know what I want to do, but am I daily making steps to achieve that? My mom always said growing up, "Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today." She is so very wise; why do I never take her advice?

When will I ever stop "waiting for the right time" and just cowboy up to what's on my plate right in front of me at this given moment?

Dan thinks there's something wrong with me today. There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just thinking a lot. About the pile of work in front of me and how I'm not sure what to do next because really, I have no idea how to do any of it. I'm thinking about my weekend plans, what I want and what I don't want to do. I'm thinking about bible study tonight what we're going to talk about (we're going through The Celebration of Discipline - quality read but another post for another time). I'm thinking about how I ate way too much food at lunch. And how I'll probably do the same at dinner.

Basically, I feel like I'm standing in front of this sign right now.












And this is my expression.












When all I really need to be doing is this.










That is: work. Without the sassy attitude.

Alrighty then. Problem solved. I'm out.