That was me three hours ago. Three loaves of zucchini bread and a pan of corn bread later, I am happy. Tomorrow I will travel with my two lovelies to the county fair to enter their projects. All I saw at first was the mess my littlest one was making in the kitchen and the unfinished photo project my oldest was completing. Then at the strike of midnight, as my husband was leaving for a late-night call out, the girls hit their beds, and the sweet smells of fresh baked yummies have filled our house...the ugly in me floated away.
I believe it did some good to get grumpy tonight.
I saw that my family was not the least little bit distracted or discouraged by my
self-absorbed anxiety of wanting to see things done with a deadline approaching.
They poked fun of me.
That is good.
I'm sure they will poke more fun of me tomorrow.
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