Managing

Source: designsponge.com via Lindsay on Pinterest

I'm almost three months into my first, real, honest-to-goodness, on-a-REAL-payroll, job. I've almost kicked the sleeping in late habit...but haven't gotten that elusive workout every day habit down...I probably should since the holidays are upon us (I am happy I've at least maintained my weight after losing a few pounds...do I like the number? No way. But its a solid one that hasn't budged.) *Ahem* Moving on...

I've only been late to work once after I didn't write down if I was to clock in at 9 or 9:30 one morning. After working three to four hours two to three days a week at the beginning...I'm now working 5-6 hours three days a week since I'm finished filing all of the 2009 files in the dungeon attic at work. My boss is fabulous--a real sweetheart. The gal I work the closest to, who also happens to have trained/is training me, is a woman with a dry sense of humor, ready laugh and endless easy going grace for me, the newbie.

I'm managing...some days it feels like juggling flaming bombs, but not as often...I'm managing work, writing, and home and family. There are times I lose.it! Whew...you do not want to see me when that happens...but every day at a time, I tell myself. Take, manage, every day at a time. Heck--every moment at a time! Lean NOT on your own often hormonal/control freakish/do it all understanding...but in every way, acknowledge the Lord, and He will make your path straight. Yes, Meghan is talking to herself in the third person...

Just thought this was hysterical...instead of crying I just bang my head against a wall.

Source: cafepress.com via Meghan on Pinterest

As I wrote earlier in the week...I've rediscovered (does it really sound that dramatic?) two outlets of creativity I had shoved to the wayside for a few months as I adjusted to graduating, the busy summer, vacation, working(!!!) and seeking God's will on my writing. By God's grace and Holy Spirit's help...the pressure I've put on myself to "do it all AND perfectly" has abated...not completely, but in many ways. I guess I'm coming to terms with my non-Superwoman humanity. FYI: That explains the Rosie the Riveter picture at the top...pure irony.