The swimming I mean. On days one and two, I started by doing two laps using the breaststroke. I felt so good in the morning, so able. I was sore, but it was that kind of "good sore" you feel after exercising.
I was on a roll, feeling proud and then, dunh dunh DUNH (how do you write that sound effect?) I swam myself into a flare.
Not smart. Not smart indeed!
To top it off, my computer went kaput in the middle of a manuscript. I paid $ 180.00 to have the hard drive replaced and it broke eight hours later. Then my husband was certain he was having a heart attack (he wasn't) and had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance . . . AGAIN.
Have you ever had one of those weeks? Like you're in that old movie, Groundhog Day.
Me too. And this morning I had to remind myself of what these days look like from God's perspective. In the light of eternity, days like these are like a baby's first birthday party - unmemorable and super messy.
When I get to Heaven, I'm going to laugh about them. For now, I'll just stay in my chair, not working on my computer.
I need a good laugh, so can you tell me about one of your worst days?
