Another Amazing Day in the Life of

I don't cook. 

I know this is probably a disappointment to my wonderful husband, but I just don't see the point of it when you can pop something in the microwave or have something stewing in a crock pot.  Besides, our schedules are such that finding time for a real meal is difficult.  We stay up horrendously late and sleep in in the morning.  Then we're both getting ready for work and off we go!

I think the biggest "problem" (if this is a problem; Joel never complains) is that Joel and I were both alone for so long that we fended for ourselves.  Now that we're together, it's one of those things that have filtered out into our everyday life.

Would I like to cook?  I would like to please Joel in making a "real" meal and serving it to him, wifely-style.  Having fibromyalgia puts a damper on spending hours standing in the kitchen, so we're back to the microwave.  Ah well.  It's a darn good think he loves me, that's all I've got to say.

Fibromyalgia.  Now there's a fun syndrome.  It takes all I have to get out of bed in the morning, only to find my muscles all cramped up.  I  look like a 90-yr-old cronie making my way to the bathroom.  I pray everyday that I'll make it and not pee all over myself.  (Just kidding...that has never happened...the day it does, the Depends come out!)  I never feel like I've gotten enough sleep.  My mouth doesn't want to say what my mind is thinking.  And I forget more than I remember.  I hurt all over all the time.  Because this syndrome isn't easily understood and isn't an outward thing, people can't understand why you can't keep up with them in doing everyday things.  Working is a challenge because I'm on my feet a lot and give showers to three consumers...all I can say is IT HURTS!  I also have degenerative disk disease, which adds to the fun.

But I'm here and I must deal with the life I have.  I am humbled and grateful for God's grace in my life.  We were never promised an easy life with no pain, but we ARE promised that Jesus will never leave us.  And as difficult as I think my challenges are, there are those who have it much worse than I have.

So I am done with my rant.  I have enough time to veg a little before work and that's exactly what I'm going to do.