Please, I Want to Get Off!

I've had a trying 24 hours.

• I forgot to pick up the church bulletins from the printer. The place isn't open on the weekend. So I had to do them all over. I only had obnoxious pink paper to copy them on.
• I dropped and shattered a bowl. Of kimchee.
• Boo was having a hard time. At a store ofcourse. In public. I was unsympathetic and harsh. Which made him go into melt-down mode. I think I'm pretty tuned-in to this Only of mine, but yesterday, I totally missed the mark. We came home and I knew he just had to have a nap. Then I fell asleep, too. (It's heck when you've had insomnia for 22 years.)
• Which made us miss an appointment with a friend.
• Which made her really mad. The proverbial last straw.
  
  I recently wrote about Friendships in response to the Internet Cafe Chat: What is the hardest thing about friendships?

When words fall out of our mouths, dead, dry, and pile up in the space between us. One thing you can count on with us women-folk: WE CAN TALK THINGS OUT! But when that fails? Well, I lose a little Hope. . . .

This is what's happening with me and this friend. I cry "uncle" cuz that's one of those American sayings that'd be appropriate, but I never did understand it. Please, God, can I take a break and get off of Life for just a little bit?

. . . live in harmony with one another; be sympathetic, love as brothers, be compassionate and humble. . . .to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing. 1 Peter 3: 8,9 (NKJV)


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