Baggage

I'm one of those romantic vacationers.  I come home with a clean slate feeling, forgetting that (literally) I'm still walking in with all of that baggage.  That refreshed feeling is quickly let go of for the overwhelmed feeling that I cause myself (and I haven't even picked up the two weeks of mail yet!).  I have grand dreams while on vacation.  I've been reading Undercover Mother's journey of taking a Sabbath and an article from here that I stumbled across and I start to think I can do it all.  But the baggage has to go.  The laundry must get done and the suitcases will soon be put away.

I'm not sure where this is leading, but I have that feeling in my stomach.

I am spending too much time on things that I shouldn't

Not enough time on the things that I should

Putting off the most important for the urgent

And selling myself short by doing things 

I don't have to instead of things I want to.  

God is not done with me yet...