The glorious and the grueling

Yesterday, as you know, was glorious. The morning was glorious, the children were glorious, the date with my husband was glorious, the clean kitchen (until 6:17) was glorious. The whole day was glorious. I was happy, felt beautiful, and in favor with God and man. :)

Today. Not so much. Getting out of bed was. . . . well, grueling. We've moved our bed into our new bedroom at the back of the cottage attached to our house. There's one thing I didn't know about the cottage before we moved our bed to the new bedroom back there. It's COLD!!!!! The floor is cold, the walls are cold, the air is cold and my bones get cold. So, think "Little house on the prairie" getting out of bed in the early morning. Running for warmer clothes over cold, cold, floor. Thankfully, I don't have to go to an outdoor outhouse, but our bathroom back in the cottage isn't up and running much yet, so I have to go a long way to the bathroom. Besides, I think I mentioned the cottage is cold, and the toilet in the bathroom in the cottage is like sitting on a block of ice. And that's all just before 6:30am.

I won't complain too much more, but let me just say that today feels grueling. The drive to school was grueling. The dentist office was nice, but my energy level made it feel grueling. The dirty kitchen, (from 6:17 last night) is grueling. The clothes piled up on my bed are grueling. The paint job that isn't done yet is grueling. What a difference one day can make!!!

I think I'll read an Advent devotional, get a cup of tea, put Abby down for her nap and get my paint clothes. I feel an afternoon of "get something done or else" coming on.