Monday morning and I'm tired. I don't understand why I stay up so late. It's like I'm glued to the couch. What prevents me from getting up and getting into bed? I know my body well enough to know that I must put it to bed before 11pm. It really needs to be by 10pm. So why did I go to bed after 12 last night? It's a mystery, but I'm paying for it now.
I'm SOOO beyond frustrated. Our tax return was supposed to be here several weeks ago. It didn't show up. I have so much stress hanging over my head because it's still not here, and there's nothing I can do about it. It just gets worse as each day passes.
I watched The Passion again last night. I had to turn away from all the violent scenes. I thought my eyes would be puffier this morning from crying last night. So horrible to watch. Yet I'm so grateful for my Savior. Where would I be without His sacrifice?
This morning I learned of a tragedy. One of Brian's former classmates' daughter was killed in a 4 wheeling accident. 11 years old. Same age as Callie. This year Callie and Dean have been doing a lot of 4-wheeling at Grandma's house, just like this little girl- she was at her grandparents house. It just breaks my heart. It could have been my child. I don't want them riding any more. I can only imagine the pain of this day for that family. The day after Easter and you have to deal with this blow. It's so horrific.
