Work in progress!

Really being tested on this 'no negativity' thing, especially this week. But I ain't a quitter.

Lots of trials and I almost let it mess me up. It's kinda comical now on the playback. There were a few times that I really attempted to have meaningful, intelligent conversation, but instead ended up all: I agree and here's a well thought out response... rabbit... squirrel... mean rabbit... dumb squirrel... ugh....cry a little.... use bigger hand gestures... okay, let's wrap this up. I tried, ya'll. 

Progress not perfection, right?

Nathan called me this morning and reminded me to PROTECT THE CALL. {hey, Jeremiah Chapter 1, what'sup?}

If you were called to it, the enemy will attack in any way. It's not about you, it's about the call and trying to stop what has been ordained. It doesn't matter what that call is, only that it was put there by God himself and it is your job to protect it.  

I'm sure as heck not trying to preach to anybody, but we were given that on Sunday (LOVE OUR CHURCH SO MUCH) and it was right on time as usual. We knew what kind of week we were walking into. It helped- even if we did need several reminders. I thought it might help someone else too.

Being intentional about my thoughts is changing my feelings and changing my behaviors.... slowly but surely. I can see it changing the little humans I love too. It's contagious! Cale West himself gave me a compliment sandwich.

I painted my nails. I don't know why, I hate to have my nails painted. But I did because Spring I guess. Apparently, I accidentally chose a scented nail polish? I don't understand that because smelling your fingernails seems odd to me personally, but also the scent was "fresh linens". WEIRD. I have a sensitive sniffer and I do not want laundry fingers on purpose. They already smell like laundry from doing.all.the.laundry.

When CW got in my car after school, he said: "Mom, you did a good job on your nails. They smell terrible and you have to get it off as soon as we get home, but they look nice I guess."

COMPLIMENT SANDWICH. That is progress in the positivity department. 

Brynnie gave me a custom cootie-catcher made just for me.

Under the tabs, she wrote awesome things.

We have actually had a couple standout overcomers this week that I'm super proud of. Progress not perfection- but I'll take it. Sisterhood of the Traveling Positive Pants. Or something. We are on the cusp of being, like, exceptionally okay. A few more days and we will wrap this week up and then we are gonna Spring Break like nobody's business.

In other progressive news:

One house down, one to go! Puh-raise.