Well, I woke up at 3am last night thinking about what a complainer I am. I nearly popped right out of bed to come apologize to the world about my negative comment on my last post, but instead I laid there for a couple of hours hoping to get back to sleep. Though Friday was a tough day, I probably shouldn't have announced my weariness and what a "terrible" time I had with the kids. My attitude stinks. Here's the crazy thing. When I was confronted with what a negative complainer I am, my first reaction was to blame someone or something. Usually I just chalk it all up to my crazy kids and lack of sleep, but this time I shared a little of the love with Nathan. Aren't I wonderful. All of this after I told Shannon, along with a group of lovely women how best to love their husbands and have joy in their marriages. If that isn't messed up, I don't know what is. What's hard for me to believe is that the Lord thinks I AM wonderful.

On another note, the piano tuner will be here soon. He scares me a bit. He LOVES pianos and wants us to get ours tuned every 6 months. I'm not sure if that's normal, but we hardly play ours and don't want to pay to get it tuned that often. So I told him to just call me once a year. I think that upset him because I don't love the piano as much as I should. So he always seems a little mad at me. Makes me nervous. Oh well, we'll be fine.

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EDIT:
Okay folks, I should just stop talking/blogging. I keep saying things I later regret. My piano tuner is a sweet old man. I stink. I'm really glad the Lord isn't just leaving me there in my stinkiness. He shows it to me every day. That's actually a really wonderful thing, though not fun. Thanks for bearing with me and reading my blog anyway, and leaving encouraging comments. :)