National Running Day

I didn't know National Running Day was today or that there even is one. It's a good thing I ran this morning. I am feeling pretty good. It is slow going but I am at least being consistent. I walked for one minute and ran for 3 today. I think I will do that all of this week and next week do 4 minutes of running. Then I will probably need to start adding time to my runs but 20 minutes is about perfect for my family. I can run and get showered in less than an hour and that is good for the hubby and kids.

It was nice to post about running right now. I'm am feeling really down and posting about my running at least made me feel a little better. You see, I'm just overwhelmed with this house! We are blessed. Let me say that again b-l-e-s-s-e-d by this house. The only problem is this house was not blessed with storage. I have no basement and no attic. I have a two car garage that will only fit one car and a house full of things that have no place to go. I am positive I can get rid of some things, but I am also positive I don't have as a ton of "extra" stuff. My craft supplies have no home, the magic closet (which is our only "large" storage space) needs a make over but that won't necessarily take care of the whole problem. What do I do with our bikes? Our Christmas tree? It is not like these are "extra" things. Most normal people have a bike or a Christmas tree. By me having bikes and a Christmas tree it mean I can't fit my car in the garage. By me saving clothes so the baby can wear them it means I have no where to put craft supplies or other keepsakes.

Anyway I just had to get that off my chest. The house is a mess. It's a mess with things that can't find a home. I am trying. I was praying all day for God to show me the next "one thing" I needed to get done and I just feel overwhelmed.

I printed and am going to re read an article on sacred spaces that I have. I want my house to be a sacred space. Not a spotless place like in the magazines, but a place where I don't feel overwhelmed and hopeless. I just have to pray for the stamina to keep going. One thing, one closet, one item at a time. I guess I just have to keep tossing the "things", but sometimes it's hard to toss the memories that are associated with them.