A glob of toothpaste by the sink.
A water ring on the table.
A leaf on the laundry room floor.
A handprint on the window.
A pillow thrown off the couch.
A knife with peanut butter in the sink.
A dog that perpetually sheds.
A wet wad of toilet paper on the floor.
A plunger in the bathtub. (Hmmmmm?)
A discarded M&M wrapper hides under the book.
A broken hanger in the entry way.
A blue stain on the carpet.
A leaky juice bag on the counter.
A pile of Easter grass strewn along the hallway.
These are the things I have been picking up all day. I am feeling frustrated by the amount of little messes that I have chased today. My wheels have been spinning in no obvious direction. I haven't been able to keep up with the mess or contain the mess-makers. I am upset and tired and grumpy.
Finally, I took a nap. I was right in the middle of folding a load of towels left-over from Monday and I couldn't take it anymore. I quit. Laid down and slept.
But the "others" were lurking as I slept. Now the mess is bigger and harder to handle. What am I going to do next week during Spring Break?
Help me, Lord Jesus.