I know it doesn’t appear that I am making progress on my goal of making a reflective journal but that’s the way it goes when you choose to try to be a good person, a good wife, a good mother, church member, and friend. The stuff “you” the “you” that lives inside of yourself wants to do has to somehow fit into the cracks.

I suppose some of you out there do not have as busy a life as mine, but it is my premise that no matter who you are... life (the life you have chosen to live) can suck away all of your bucket filling time.

I believe a person must protect his or her bucket filling time like a sentinel at the gates of God, because that is where we ultimately want to end up. Actually we will end up there whether we want to or not. But in the end I want to end up there happy and excited to tell Him all about my turn on earth, not making excuses for all the things I thought I should have done.

Each day I pray that I can do whatever it is that I am supposed to do... Not what I feel guilty about doing or not doing, because, my mind can be my worst enemy.

I try to be in tune and listen to the voice within prompting me to follow through on the important stuff. Then at some point I take time for myself. Some days it is a long time and other days it may only be a few minutes. Occasionally the day comes and goes without any “me” time at all because of that life sucking phenomenon I spoke of earlier. I think we all fight the life sucking thing over and over... it’s part of this life.

Anyway I got this section of the cupboard in the work room totally cleaned. (It probably would have been a more effective visual aid if I had a before and after picture, but I didn't think of that until the job was complete) I had to bleach the countertop where my semi-adult boys and friends washed out their screen printing stuff months ago and left the mess staining the surfaces it dried on. It took me hours to get this looking like new again, but I did it. For me, yesterday, this was my “me” time. I don’t think this job much mattered to anybody else in the whole world, except for me.

It mattered to me and it brought me one step closer to my goal of making a reflective journal by having the spaces around me cleaner, so that I have working space where I can eventually do my project.