They rest intentionally and they don't apologize for it. Not only to THEY rest..they encourage others to do so as well.
I rarely enjoy rest.
Don't get me wrong. I spend plenty of time just doing nothing...but I never actually call it rest.
It isn't intentional. I often feel guilty WHILE I'm doing it and sometimes...it isn't actual rest, it's just procrastination. #socialmedia #candycrush #plantsvszombies
So, it starts this vicious cycle.
I know in my heart that I'm not well-rested. So I'm emotionally exhausted and overwhelmed. So I struggle to accomplish the things I'd like to finish. So I don't "rest" because I feel like "things" aren't getting finished. So I procrastinate because I'm exhausted and overwhelmed. So I struggle to accomplish the things I'd like to finish.
Um. I'm not even going to try to edit that mess of a paragraph, but you get my point.
With that being said, Scarlett had (minor) surgery yesterday and came home today.
Tim and I are on the hunt for a new couch, and we already sold ours on Craigslist. Whoopsies. File that under: Things that seemed like a good idea at the time.
We are currently lounging on an air mattress covered in my grandma's old quilts.
This is one of those times where I'm like...
Oooohhh...Girls. When it comes to marriage, choose wisely. Who cares about the stinkin' wedding?
You want to build the kind of life where you and your husband can sit on a half inflated mattress that's covered in dog hair and Diet Coke* and still call it good. :)
And it is. So good.
Netflix just added House Hunters & Gilmore Girls. I just bought Let's All Be Brave.
This afternoon, we are resting. Forever & ever. Amen.
*I'm exaggerating. For those of you who plan to spend the night at our house, it's a perfectly good, almost new mattress. No spills. ;)
Love & the weary world rejoices,