My Bad Blog Habit

Sorry to have left y'all with that less-than-uplifting-yet-still-true post for so long. I have a bad habit of posting something serious or whatever and then leaving it for days and days. It leaves the impression that I'm stuck in that emotional environment, which I'm not.

God is faithful, always. That Psalm was timely for me, and He providentially planned that I would read it the day that I did. Sometimes He speaks so clearly, so directly, so appropriately that I am reminded that He is real and that He cares about me.

Thanksgiving was great! I got to catch up with my family, especially my cousins. There's always a new baby that has arrived or is on the way. My sister finds out the sex of her child on Tuesday--she and her husband both want a girl.

Of the 100 things I planned to get done over the holiday (school work, school work, and school work), I got done approximately zero. I say approximately because I approximately thought about the work I needed to do approximately 100% of the holiday. So I approximately worried about not getting it done increasingly approximately all weekend long. My anxiety wasn't assuaged by going to the coffee shop, either.

Nothing funny to say. The post ends here.