Does my stank day make my face look stank?
(Let me whine before I get to the good part.)
I woke up recovering from a migraine I had the night before. The last thing I wanted to do was go to class.
Oh! Did I mention I am enrolled in a tax preparation class? Um….yeah.
Why? I have no earthly clue. SO NOT MY THING. IT’S ANTI-MY-THING.
My boss (Dad) wanted me to so I did. It’s 8 hours of week during which I contemplate the complete lack of career and direction in my life. But that’s another topic.
I’ll be the one doodling butterflies and rainbows in the margins of your tax return and signing letters to the IRS with “Peace and Blessings”
At class, we find out the AC is broken. (Still 80 degrees here in South Florida. Small, crowded room. Lots of Bodies. Lots of numbers. Lots of boring content.)
I felt like I was going to smother and stifle. My headache was making a comeback.
After two hours, I HAD to get out of there. Upon my first breath of air I immediately sat down on the curve to collect myself.
I sort of looked like this (RE-ENACTMENT)
Suddenly I heard a voice say “This ought to help”
and this cute little old man handed me this.
He just said “Take care Sweetheart” and continued walking.
I believe God uses all sorts of means to reach his children (you and me). Sometimes it’s subtle. Sometimes it’s “in your face” as if God is making sure you won’t miss it.
A joyful heart is good medicine, But a broken spirit dries up the bones. Proverbs 17:22
I have ready many passages in the word that speak to my struggles with anorexia but I never saw this proverb before.
I went home and collapsed (see above and below) which made me feel better. Not a re-enactment, by the way. I had to document the pure relief of hitting the bed in the AC for a bit before heading to work.
Where I was treated to this sushi-throw down courtesy of my big bro.
And felt even better yet.
YES, I ATE IT ALL.
Boo –to the- Yeah.
(this was all mine. My brother’s lunch went un-captured)
Biggest lunch I have eaten (ever?) in a long time.
One small step for man, one giant leap for Missy-Kind.
Anyone out there ever been “touched by an angel?”
Have you eaten anything that is a major accomplishment for you lately?