Whenever I'm resenting having to pick up shoes - again - or irritated that I have to haul the trash can out to the curb in my robe because my honey forgot... And what is that?! How dare I? That man works so hard, the least I can do is haul the trash to the curb on the rare Thursday that Dan forgets! And while we're on the subject, why am I not dressed yet?...
In short, when I'm knee deep in the process of building an altar to myself and demanding that my family bow at it, I sit down and read Farmer Boy again. I suggest it to you now as a way to appreciate what little we have to do these days.
So I'm trying to earn my free time. Isn't that a new concept? Earning it, rather than feeling entitled to it. My husband is out busting his hump every day, slaying dragons in the world of HVAC install and service so I can stay home and educate our children. He *sometimes* gets a lunch break, but it's a quick one, and he has to earn it by working hard before and after that break. All the work needs to get done and there will be no excuses given or accepted at the end of the day.
I'm resolving to finish so many tasks each morning before allowing myself to sit and have idle time (internet, reading, knitting, sewing, etc.). It's worked well so far! Of course, this is day 2. I can do anything for 2 days. ;-) Praying to God to keep me motivated. Oh how I need Him for motivation, because I don't have it in me on my own.
Reading Farmer Boy always brings me back to the ultimate Authority, the Word of God.
Hello. Yeah. It's all right there.
Have you and God solved an idleness issue of your own? I'd love to hear about it.