Truth be told, I don't put makeup on everyday. I don't shower everyday. I don't even get dressed in regular clothes every day. But, I do wake my kids up every morning. I take them to school and pick them up. I make dinner on most nights. I do their laundry. I clean the house we all live in. So as far as all of that is concerned, I think I'm doing a pretty fabulous job at the moment. Who cares if I look like Mag the Hag while I'm doing it. ;)
I didn't go to church again. I woke up feeling blah. No energy, headache, and absolutely no desire to dress myself up and pretend to be friendly to people who could care less if I was there or not. It's a little sad. I know church isn't supposed to be about sitting with your friends and talking and feeling included in the group. I know that. But when you're sitting alone and you've tried to talk to people and make an effort and they still ignore you, it's hard to be there. My ward is supposed to split in the fall. I'm a little excited about the new people that will be apart of it. I really hope that there are a few sweet women that are genuine and kind that want to be friends with me. That would be nice.
So today I'm choosing to give myself a pat on the back for all of the hard work I've been doing while on modified bed rest. Yay me.
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