and He rested

As I sit on my floor in the only clear spot in my room, I try to remind myself that this room has looked worse. But I'm pretty sure that it hasn't. This is the worst it has gotten and I'm slightly ashamed. The root of the problem is some of my laundry was wet when I came back up to school after break...they were hung up to dry while other clothes were placed in a pile...one thing led to another....a poster fell down....books piled up. Oh at least Winston's fish bowl is clean :) There has to be more important things in life, though I always have prided myself on being organized. I should stop writing now and go clean but.....nothing is going to up and walk away so I have time. My only concern this morning as I ran out the door was the amount of cords plugged across flammable materials. hmm.

I feel guilty because I enjoyed my break too much. I slept. I SLEPT! One of my friends told me that she wished we had a bank of sleep. We could sleep for days on end, depositing coins into the bank and then when we couldn't sleep due to whatever reason, we would just withdraw coins from the bank. Voila! Brilliant. Well, this past week I deposited a lot, or rather got out of debt. It was wonderful. I should have done work but every single fiber of my being revolted against the idea. I had to remind myself (and be reminded by others) that rest is important! So I have two conflicting feelings....happy or full of regret? hmm.

God rested! It is something that we almost feel guilty doing. We need to constantly be going and going. Why? Why can't we just be. Just sit with no where to go. Enjoy that view, smell that flower, savor that food, smile. I think the whole world should just shut down one day a week. Everyone would not be allowed to drive and technology would be down (except for emergencies of course). Then we could go outside and just be. I'll work on this, just wait. I'm going to start a movement.

The break was just what I needed. It started off with NYC, family, friends and a road trip, Monday I got to visit family in the beautiful countryside, Tuesday I went shopping with my Gramma and hid the One Direction cd as I walked around the store before I bought it so that no one would see it (I love this band, me and every preteen girl in the US and Great Britain...I'm ashamed of this haha), Wednesday was a meal with more family and then church, Thursday was a hang out day with my cousin and her babies (I pretended that they were mine when she left the table to take care one of the children. I don't think that I fooled anyone), Friday was a spa night with a close friend, Saturday was a date day with Josiah: dinner and a show! Sunday was Church and then lunch with Leah and Siah. Sounds like a grocery list. But in a nutshell, that is what I did. The break was sprinkled with long talks on the phone, time with my parents, the reading of the first Hunger Games, walks by the river, Khloe, quiet time and sleep.

Now that I'm back at school and lacking everything from Spring Break, I have to remind myself how fortunate I am to have the problem of "too much school work". How many other people in the world have this problem? How many can even go to school? I just have to remind myself how blessed I am. So blessed. Next time I'm up till three, I'll just have to remind myself how blessed I am to have these opportunities that keep me up so late. My problems are nothing in comparison.

Now...off to clean the room....or sleep.