The Wanderings of a Tired Mind

I am sitting  here at 9:00 on Thursday night and my mind is blank.  I have racked my tiny brain for something meaningful to say, but for the life of me, nothing springs to mind. I suppose I could write about my day, but it’s really boring and frustrating, and who wants to hear about that?  I could tell you about my grandsons baseball game, but they lost, so there’s that...I could write about my comfortable couch, but it just might put me to sleep...

I am hoping I’m not becoming something I hate...boring. Mundane. Bland. The word “bland” even makes me shudder when I say it. Try to say it yourself. Can you speak that word without curling your upper lip and wrinkling your nose like you’re smelling something foul?  Yeah, me neither. It reminds me of cold, unsalted mashed potatoes. Without gravy. 

I can only plead true brain lapse today. I’ve used said brain more than usual, and the ole gal is tired. That happens when I think too much. Or not enough. Or early in the morning. Or late at night. Or on Monday, or Wednesday, or Saturday. Or days that end with a “Y.” Oh heck, I might as well admit it, All.The.Blasted.Time!! Maybe I’ll just fall into a blissful sleep here in a minute, happy from my carb cycling day. I actually ate a couple of guilt free hot dogs and an ice cream cone. I pretty much view dieting like I view life...no life can be complete without ice cream and donuts now and then. 

How about this...I’m gonna drop a Bible verse here for you guys and call it an evening. I’ve struggled with this for a few hours, and this is the best I can do tonight. I know God understands and He surely has a sense of humor. God bless you guys! 

Goodnight! 

“In God I have put my trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?”

Psalm 56:11