H-O-T Commodity

I’m still alive but when I tell you about the last few days you are going to proclaim me insane and then gently put me to bed.

It started on Wednesday. I was asked to help chaperone the youth group lock-in for the night. It was fun, really fun. You know what they say, you can take a girl out of the youth group but you can’t take the youth group out of the girl.

Or at least that’s what I say, as of today.

I left the church wide-awake and running on a large Vanilla Coke Zero from Sonic at 8:00 a.m., drove home and completed a few online homework assignments, and then went to work.

The warm air made me sleeeeeeeepy, people. I told myself then and there that as soon as I got home, it was bedtime. No dinner, who needs that food stuff anyway?

But I’m a hot commodity and upon getting home, I received a text asking me if I was going to the college devotional. And I had planned on it, but sleep was begging to be had.

In the spirit of denying oneself (and me denying my sleep is big) for Jesus, I went to the devotional, almost fell asleep during a few prayers, but was thoroughly enlightened and glad I went.

I stopped for a smoothie on the way home. It was the first thing I’d had to eat all day and it was 8:00 p.m. Apparently I forget to eat when I’m busy.

When I got home I studied for the two finals I had today, called it a night at midnight, and woke up at 5:45 a.m. to babysit my nephews for a few hours.

THEN, I took my two finals and am now getting ready to go out for the night.

a) WHEN DOES SLEEP COME?

b) I tend to over-commit myself.

 

 

 

I am Al and I’m hosting a giveaway when I reach 100 Followers,
but you didn’t hear that from me.