*sigh*. The house looks like a bomb went off. The lawn mower wouldn't start yesterday or today (it probably needs a new battery). Joey's got two books to read and has been in them all weekend. We overslept and were late for church this morning. And I know that I'll have a couple hundred emails waiting for me tomorrow morning, so I'm starting to feel like everything's closing in.
I feel so off-kilter, like life is getting away from me. When I'm home, I'm tired and don't want to do anything. For some reason, it seems as though I can always turn our money over to God and be a good steward financially, but when it comes to time itself, I'm unable to get things together. I hate feeling like I'm barely getting enough done to string myself along through the day...surviving, but not thriving.
I started knitting a cowl yesterday in some Bernat Denim Style that I had in my stash. It's my first attempt at circular knitting and I had to frog it and restart three times, which was also frustrating. I'm moving along pretty well now, though, so I'm feeling good about that.