It has been a strange week.
Our centre is busy with clients still. Plus there’s training going on. And a conference to organise (I finally got booking forms out this week, phew!). There’s a lot of work, and not many workers (or so it feels like).
This makes me nervous. How am I going to get everything done?
Camping out has begun. On Tuesday morning I began to try and work out how I was going to manage my living space while it gets invaded by building work. On Wednesday morning camping out in the living room began. On Thursday the builders started using my Mum’s bathroom and let’s just say they gave that stereotype of men’s bad toilet habits a whole lot more fuel. Today I was about to go home and get my stuff when I got told the front door had been sealed off. When I got home I heard a weird hissing noise and 15 mins later our heating broke. The cause? The builders had fractured a pipe AGAIN. Thankfully someone came out to fix it, but it meant I missed meeting my friends for tea. I’ve now been told that we have to empty out our kitchen by Monday.
This makes me nervous. How will I wash my clothes? How will I cook my breakfast or tea?
On Thursday afternoon I got a phone call from a lady who works for a Christian magazine. She wants me to write an article on abortion. The hope is to get the church talking about stuff they don’t talk about – like the fact hundreds and thousands of women have had abortions and secretly struggle with it for fear of judgment from the church. I’ve never subscribed to a Christian magazine. I’ve picked them up and usually get so irritated by the content I throw them back down. It’s also been a long time since I’ve written anything resembling an article.
This makes me nervous. What if my words are rejected? What if I misrepresent this issue? myself? my work?
Cassie is due to get her MOT soon. Last year she went to get an MOT, and it was 2 months before I got a working car again. It had to spend crazy amounts of money getting her repaired. In fact, I still owe someone money for the loan they gave me to get the repairs done.
This makes me nervous. What if I don’t get my car back straight away again? What if a huge amount of costly repairs are needed?
In essence, there are a lot of things I’m anxious about just now. I don’t have any control over them. I realise I need to take it one day at a time, do the best I can do with what I can control, and leave the rest and let peace rule in the crazy moments.
hi Laura Anne. I’m serious about editing and/or proofreading your article.
Yikes ! I think all that stuff would stress me out too, especially being asked to write that sort of article, where I wanted to be really certain what I was saying came across exactly how I intended!
Good luck with everything, and approach life the same way you’d eat an elephant. One bite at a time.
Reason to be nervous perhaps but certainly for the article a real reason to be excited! You will do a brilliant job and feels like a bit of an Esther moment – ‘for such a time as this’. Go for it La!
@ Rad – I need to write something first though! hee hee.
@ Holly – But elephants are cute (and I think they’d be a bit rubbery…!) I couldn’t eat one!!!!! Lol.
@Nicola – hope so! Just had an e-mail from someone wanting me to come to talk to a group as well. Eek some more.