10:11 p.m. Just got home a little while ago. A very long day. And I believe I never truly woke up!
Was a little off all day. Thought I needed a break from running, so I slept in. But then I got very cranky with myself. Wished I had gotten up early enough to go for a run and get my morning black, bitter coffee.
I missed my routine!
Not only did I not run, and not get my coffee, I also did not get my "God time".
I did not get around to praying and writing in my journal until the afternoon when I came home briefly after my church office job to grab my piano teacher backpack.
And it was a rushed time with God. Pretty much apologizing for not starting out with Him first thing.
So the good thing is that I have a good routine. I just need to stick to it. I am amazed at how much I really missed it!
Even though I was off today - tired, sluggish, slow, achy and grumpy, my day ended well. My students never fail to cheer me up. After a long day of teaching, my friend from choir picked me up and whisked me off to a house where a fellow bass lives. For a bass "sectional". They needed help with their parts for the upcoming concert. So I volunteered to help them by plunking their parts out on the piano.
Sounds rather boring. But it was just what I needed. A lively group of men with deep voices, needing help. Plus my friend baked some awesome cookies. And the house we practiced in was so lovely.
Everyday does not need to be perfect. But it is nice to end on a good note, making music with friends. Friends with cookies.
Cookies that were worth breaking my diet for!
And on that note, I am going to press my reset button and try again tomorrow!
Talk to you then.
Happy Thursday!
Good night!
Love,
Zita
Was a little off all day. Thought I needed a break from running, so I slept in. But then I got very cranky with myself. Wished I had gotten up early enough to go for a run and get my morning black, bitter coffee.
I missed my routine!
Not only did I not run, and not get my coffee, I also did not get my "God time".
I did not get around to praying and writing in my journal until the afternoon when I came home briefly after my church office job to grab my piano teacher backpack.
And it was a rushed time with God. Pretty much apologizing for not starting out with Him first thing.
So the good thing is that I have a good routine. I just need to stick to it. I am amazed at how much I really missed it!
Even though I was off today - tired, sluggish, slow, achy and grumpy, my day ended well. My students never fail to cheer me up. After a long day of teaching, my friend from choir picked me up and whisked me off to a house where a fellow bass lives. For a bass "sectional". They needed help with their parts for the upcoming concert. So I volunteered to help them by plunking their parts out on the piano.
Sounds rather boring. But it was just what I needed. A lively group of men with deep voices, needing help. Plus my friend baked some awesome cookies. And the house we practiced in was so lovely.
Everyday does not need to be perfect. But it is nice to end on a good note, making music with friends. Friends with cookies.
Cookies that were worth breaking my diet for!
And on that note, I am going to press my reset button and try again tomorrow!
Talk to you then.
Happy Thursday!
Good night!
Love,
Zita
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