dogged day

I really didn't have a bad day. 

It all seemed to be moving along quite nicely.

A little bumpy getting the kids out the door this a.m.

Dropped Henry off at preschool.

Eliana and I went to a friend's to pray- always a good idea.

Went for a run, and chatted with a friend I hadn't seen in awhile.

Picked Henry up.

Lunch.

Nap for Eliana.

A kind-of quiet time for Henry; a shower for me.

H and I watched a bit of "Curious George."

Laundry.

And then, a perfect storm of trying to finish up loose ends around the house.

Get dinner.

Do my hair (you've seen what I am dealing with -very bad today).

Dog barking, and barking, and barking at the back door--and BARKING!

Baby climbing.

Boy --doing lots of boy things.

Mama gets like this:

 

I really hate it when I lose it. 

And I did. 

Big time.

Ugh.

This verse from Romans 7 is resonating:

"For in my inner being I delight in God's law; but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. What a wretched (wo) man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? Thanks be to God - through Jesus Christ our Lord!"