They are far from perfect.
This is the view from my bed most nights.
That is my dresser and those are my clothes strewn everywhere..
I have a confession – I kinda like a messy bedroom.
Except when I have company coming of course.
I think it stems from some teenage place deep inside. My dorm room looked like this, as did my room at home through most of my adolescent years. The mess is mostly clothes and books and shoes. It’s not empty pizza boxes or trash or other gross things. No, it’s just clothes.
*Confession: I can’t seem to get a hold of the reins of my eating habits.
My One Little Change for Febuary is supposed to be tracking what I eat and eating healthier. I did great for a whole week until the snow came and through me off my scheduled, followed by Valentines Day and a slightly stressful week at work. Which meant back to random face stuffing and not-helpful cravings like Fried Okra, followed by days on end of students bringing me cookies and cupcakes and chocolate.
*Confession: I told Sweet Man to shut-up in front of the kids the other day. Not a great moment obviously.
I did apologize later. But still.
So there you have it.
My messy truths. They are what they are.
Thank God for grace.