power outage

I broke the record of non-tardiness. My record lasted for about a month, without my mother having to come in and wake me up. I groggily glanced at the clock. It was 8:20. I couldn't believe I slept in.

Bad days always begin with something horrible. I think most people call it waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

It was a new Spanish lesson - so Spanish was longer than normal. I got my essay on the Greek gods back, only to find I had to rewrite it from lack of clarity. My science study guide was blotted in red. I needed to take a test. I didn't do my Greek alphabet. And if I didn't finish all the leftover school today, I'd have to do it the next day until midnight.

I got overwhelmed with my new project of improvising hymns and writing them up on the computer on a "music writing program" which crashed right before the last staff line of Good Christian Men Rejoice. I spent about forty minutes trying to uninstall such a worthless program.

It was my laundry day. It was towel day too, which takes a lot of running around the house to put towels in various locations. Caroline had an accident in her crib, and I spent a gross thirty seconds attempting to clean the dirtiness in the sink before starting another load of laundry (Mum was doing science with the children.)

The towels needed to be ironed. I gagged. Grabbing my last resources of calmness, I smiled and ironed. One less thing for Mom.

I thought I conquered. I thought that I had changed my exhausted mindset around. I'd just discovered super-sister power. Until I began to study for the science test.

That's when I ran upstairs and collapsed on my bed and cried. That's also when I slapped myself for being ridiculous and walked downstairs to finish my essay.

And while getting frustrated over my essay, that's when I realized I should call the day off and sleep it off.

Ahem. How do you deal with stress?


  1. Pray. Only thing that works for me, m'dear. ;)

  2. I must apologize for such a morbid unhelpful post. :) I was rather flustered during the writing, but I can assure you that a good nights rest cured such hopelessness. ;) At any rate, it's good toi know that we don't have to rely on our strength in life!

  3. Hmm... I would probably do what you did- run to the comfort of my bed and cry. But, on those rare occasions when I have a little bit of self respect {and some common sense} I buck up my chin and read my Bible and listen to music. I love music and somehow, it calms the spirit. And reading the Bible... well, it always helps :-)

    Just remember, it's never too late to turn a situation around :-)

    p.s. I probably would have either fainted or given up once the baby had had a mess in her crib :-)

  4. Yeah, I agree with Kendra! Praying and reading your Bible when feeling stressful and upset is very calming. :)


  5. Morbid and unhelpful it may seem to you, but to me it is encouraging – at least to the degree that I realize that I am not the only one. (and also amusing because some of those things ring true to me too!) ;) The only way to deal with a long stressful day of school is to rely on the Lord's strength rather than your own. That is, however, so much easier to say than to put into practice – I am far to apt to try to rely on my own resources.

    Blessings in Christ,

    P.S. Sorry for just leaping in with absolutely no introduction. I have been 'lurking' on your blog for a while now, but have never quite had the nerve to comment.

  6. Um, you iron your towels? You must be from Wisconsin or something. =)
    (I am a native Texan. I have never heard of ironing towels.) :)


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