When I woke up this morning, my house was in great shape.  I had finished the dishes, folded the laundry, and picked up the toys all before hitting the sack last night.  It was a *great* way to start the day.

I needed to make several calls today, including some calls to Riley Children's Hospital to schedule Burke's (very minor!) surgeries.  After dozens of rounds of automated responses (no exaggeration), my patience was running a little low.  I don't even have any scheduled dates to show for it.

The kids and I went grocery shopping, and I stayed under budget by 30%...even though I bought new sippy cups and a pair of swim trunks for Burke. 

Today, I ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner...plus two bowls of Lucky Charms...and I'm contemplating a third.  So much for getting back on the diet bandwagon.

Honestly, it's been a very up-and-down sort of day.

Tonight, I found myself thinking incredibly unlovely thoughts.  I felt a little bit pitiful.  I felt a little bit jealous.  I felt a little bit irritated.  I felt a little bit selfish.  I felt a little bit happy that something was not going well for someone else.  (I know.  It was ugly.)

All together, it was a lotta bit NOT the way I want to be.

So, I decided to tell you all about it, so I can't pretend it didn't happen.  And I decided to NOT be that way.  I'm heading into the kitchen to do the dishes and confess.  Then, I'm heading down to the basement to fold clothes and pray blessings over the people that I was having unlovely thoughts toward.

I know it's not pretty.  But it's honest.  Hold me accountable, loves.  Thank you.