Have you ever had a day where all you wanted to do was cry?
No matter what you did, nothing seemed to go right?
Your patience were tested every second?
Yeah, that’s exactly how my day went yesterday. The boys I nanny were good, still not great as we are struggling during lunch, but it was during that time that I knew my day wasn’t going to go great.
As you may remember, Aaron and I bought a house. Yes, I know it seems like forever ago, because it basically was. We have done everything we could, and yet things keep popping up that need to be done before the mortgage gets approved, which is holding up our closing date. Honestly? I feel like we can never do what’s right. And it is driving me insane. Yesterday brought many testing situations…
I was tested driving out to do errands for the mortgage by sitting in traffic for 15 minutes.
I was tested when Aaron couldn’t answer his phone because he wasn’t in his office (can’t have cell phones)
I was tested when I still couldn’t get ahold of people I needed to.
I was really drawing my line. I just cried in my car. And you know what? I felt much better after that. I finished all the errands I had to do for our house, I finished the errands I needed to do for myself, and made it through the day.
One of the major things that got me through it, though, was my run. I typically only run on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. I knew going for a run would clear my mind and leave me in a better state, and it was National Running Day, after all, so I headed out for a short 2 miles. It was the perfect distance to just think, run in silence, and clear my brain. I felt much better afterwards, and could move on with my day.
Finished my run, showered, and was still a sweaty mess! It was a hot one out there…
Even though I hate these days, I think they are good for us, sometimes. Clearly I would love for God not to test my patience with this house anymore, but we live in a life where we are so used to having things right away, that forcing us to work on patience allows us to be better with it. During that time sitting in traffic, I talked to God. I thought about different things I need to get done this week, thought about a few ways to handle things that are coming up, etc. It gave me a chance to not rush through discussions, not rush through choices, but really think about all the alternatives.
My to-do list for yesterday is still there, things will get done eventually. I did plan for them to be done yesterday, but you know what? Life happens, and that is ok. I am not very good at being patient, and God knows that, so he forced me into situations where I couldn’t get everything done, had to choose what would be best, and move on. That is exactly what I did, and maybe had the help of some comfort food along the way
How do you get through a tough day?
Do you have a lot of patience or is it something you need to work on?
Does your city have a lot of traffic?