I don't think I like today.

Do you ever have those days when you feel like anyone could do a better job at being you, than you actually being you? That's how I feel today. I feel like a borderline failure in all the areas of life (don't panic everyone, I'm really just pmsing). I'm even a bad blogger. Good bloggers update everyday and entertain us with good writing. Writing that is full of wisdom, humour and relevant life situations. In my last, outdated post, I told you about falling over. Seriously, who cares?

Last night it took me a while to fall asleep because I was trying to think of someone who would like to take over parenting my kids. It was probably a futile exercise in creative thinking/writing because if you think about it, there are about 1200 older children waiting to be adopted in BC right now, and I'm sure they don't want anymore. I know that some people sell their children, but I assume those are cute, perfect, johnson's baby shampoo smelling babies and not oddly proportioned, stinky, loud, opinionated and slightly defective children. With my luck I would end up in a deficit position after that transaction. Anyways, it's probably more trouble than it's worth. I guess they're staying.

Previous posts have definitely indicate my lack of pet rearing skills. I don't think I need to elaborate.

Then there is my job. I get paid to play. Lately I've been feeling like anyone with a pulse could do my job and I'm not really doing anything to make myself stand out from the crowd. Most people in my job have letters after their name and they come to the table with a perfect, pastoral family. Then there's me who limps (literally lately) in each day with my life dragging behind me. At the moment people seem to be convinced that I can do my job well, so for now, I guess I'll roll with it. It's too good a gig to give up.

I could go on and on and on and on and on, but I'll spare you from having to read any farther. Today I will do my best to find something blog worthy to write about. I will find some humour in my broken, imperfect life. Or maybe some wisdom from a situation where I learn from someone else with letters after their name. Whatever comes to this space in the next post I promise will be entertaining and real. I suppose if I take the light off all the imperfections and shine it where it needs to be I will see the God that keeps me fully entrenched in this life of mine, teaching me what God's grace, mercy and glory really are.