When you just don't want too

Let me be frank: Sometimes, I don't want to do anything. At all.  Yesterday was one of those days.  Edward and Nolen had spent the night at my parents house so I made plans to sleep in and do nothing.  Those plans changed early.  I couldn't sleep in.  I hate when that happens. 

My dad texted me around 8:30 and said he was going to take the boys to plant some tree in the Bosque.  I really wanted to stay home.  I didn't want to go.  

It was cold.  Rainy.  AND it was Saturday!

I did not want to go.

My dad brought the boys by at 9:30 and I let my dad have it! I was so upset because I just wanted to spend the day doing absolutely nothing. I acted like a child.

Then I gathered up all my warm clothes, some shovels, and water then we headed out to make the world a better place.

The day ended up being just find. I did yell at the boys because I was tired toward the end of the day and I should really have a handle on my temper.  Yesterday proved I don't have a handle on anything.

Today was a new day.  I repented for my lost temper.  I apologized to my children.  We started the day with a prayer then went to church.  Today was a better day.

I'm not perfect and sometimes I really just don't want to do anything.  At all.

We did plant trees.

The boys had fun.

We made the world a better place.

All thanks to my Dad.