Epic Fail - UPDATE

Well, the first update I have is that my sweet little, R, scored her very first goal at her soccer game on Saturday! That was awesome and yes, this mama did get a little teary. I could see her confidence grow, it was amazing. On the way to the game, we had the "do your best" talk again and she told me how it bothered her that she wasn't as fast and didn't get to kick the ball. You better believe we talked through that one and she saw the results! It was awesome. I think I wanted to run across the field yelling, "GGGOOOAAALLL!" Seriously, awesome!

Onto the next part of the update, the one where I'm supposed to be shaking my glass up so it is always just full - yeah, another fail. We had some great people over from work on Saturday night. I mean, we all really enjoy these people and their kids - not many people can say the genuinely like the people they work with - A can. Anyway, there were a handful of people that hadn't been to the house before and said we had a beautiful house...yeah, you can see this one coming, can't you? My response, "Thanks, but..." or "Thanks" followed by the sigh of the century. How silly of me! (And by silly, you know what I mean.) Really?!?!? I wanted to kick my own you-know-what. I do have a beautiful house. I have a house that is warm in the winter, cool in the summer, has more rooms that we need, houses all of our stuff, and we can pay for. What is my deal? (In my somewhat of a defense, when you live somewhere, you see all the imperfections every day so I'm sure that transferred, still, no excuse.)

So, basically, I'm still working on that one. That's really all I can say. I have a knack for saying, "Thanks" followed by an excuse, apology, or the word "but" and it is a hard habit to break. Why do I feel the need to apologize for the incredibly dry, not so tasty cake - pretty sure people will come back again. (This post is about to take a turn...) My expectations for myself are high. My job is my kids, my house, being Suzy Homemaker so when I feel like I fail, I'm hard on myself which transfers to a half empty glass. (Wow, a breakthrough - this really is cheaper than therapy although laying on a couch sounds great! :)

We're plugging along...one day at a time. Still really needing the Lord to hold me through all of this. If I have his vision, I won't need a glass to shake up.