What I Could Tell You

There's so much that has happened that I haven't written here about.  I barely know where to start.  Should I tell you about the 40 day Daniel Fast I did over Lent this year that jump started both a new spiritual awareness and some weight loss?   Should I tell you about my continuing struggles with weight loss/ gain/ maintenance/ body image?  Should I tell you about the Discipleship classes I'm taking at church and the media fast we've been challenged to do...and that I'm not totally successful at?

Maybe I could tell you about my kids....my gosh they've grown a lot since I last wrote about them here!  There's never a shortage of boy stories to share.  Most of them I've been sharing on Facebook in witty (well, I like to think they're witty), limited-sentence anecdotes.  People tell me they miss my Facebook updates now that I'm doing my (sorta) media fast.

 Ooh!  Maybe I should tell you how since I've stopped making Facebook updates over the last two weeks, I've realized how every interesting, notable, or even un-notable experience becomes a Facebook post in my head.  Things that are otherwise non-events quickly organize themselves into 2 or 3 sentence snippets.

What I should really tell you about is how our Vintage Sale events (done as fundraisers for local ministries) have been growing...how we have our own Facebook page, are in the process of having a website designed....how I'm freaking out a little because I'm not business-minded at all yet I find myself with something that has the potential to be either a business or a non-profit venture.  Either avenue seems totally overwhelming and out of my comfort zone.  And, I don't know how to take this from hobby to something serious.....or if I even want to.

Or, I could tell you about how I still struggle with losing my temper with my kids, managing my time, and keeping a relatively clean house....and how I fail desperately at all of these over and over.  I could also mention that contentment is another area I sometimes think I've got a grasp on, until I think of ways I could be even more content.

There's so much I could tell you.  Someone remind me that if I wrote here on a regular basis picking a topic wouldn't seem so overwhelming.  Someone remind me that I really like have past posts to go back and read and re-live moments I'd long forgotten.  And, then someone remind me to write again in a few days.