I been a bad blogger. Since I have had almost constant conflict lately paired up with a good chunk of service required of me, that doesn't leave alot of time. Today I was curled up in the fetal position talking to my good friends Jen, Mia, and even my friend Julie on the telephone. I also worked in some TCOB(taking care of business) calls. Tonight I am a laundering fool. I have spoke ill and unkind words to every member of my family. PMS sucks. My phone has had to go charge twice. Tomorrow is co-op and I ain't excited a bit. My get up and go has got up and gone. It took with it the tiny bit of joy I had brought back. My cup runneth empty.
Father, I come to you, the only one who can take an empty broken cup and fill it full to overflowing.