Let me describe my filing system for you.
I get a bill. I stack the bill on the desk. I pay the bill. I put the bill in a drawer. When the drawer gets full, I shred some of the bills. When the drawer gets full again, I put the bills in a box. When the box gets full, I push it up against the wall. When Tabitha gets frustrated with the clutter, I move the box to the garage. I don't know what happens after that.
I could write a book.
Showing posts with label Discipline. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Discipline. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's 9:39 PM...
... and we're back home. I was apparently hallucinating at 3:19 this afternoon. Shortly after that I stopped obsessing about food.
At 5:20 we dropped the kids off at Grandma's house and went to the homeless shelter. We fed about 120 men and women. Tabitha scooped out 3 big tubs of ice cream and I made sure no one ran out of cherry cola. It was a good time.
I broke the fast at 7:30 tonight when we went to Tortilla Grille for Taco Tuesday after we finished at the shelter. I was hungry but I could have gone longer. The salsa did taste really good though.
I really appreciate the experience of fasting. I will definitely do it again. I will also help feed the homeless again. Fasting and feeding are two sides of the same coin.
At 5:20 we dropped the kids off at Grandma's house and went to the homeless shelter. We fed about 120 men and women. Tabitha scooped out 3 big tubs of ice cream and I made sure no one ran out of cherry cola. It was a good time.
I broke the fast at 7:30 tonight when we went to Tortilla Grille for Taco Tuesday after we finished at the shelter. I was hungry but I could have gone longer. The salsa did taste really good though.
I really appreciate the experience of fasting. I will definitely do it again. I will also help feed the homeless again. Fasting and feeding are two sides of the same coin.
It's 2:15 PM...
... and I'm still thinking about food. This is harder than I thought. It's only been since 7:00 AM when I last ate.
Did You Hear Something?
It must be my stomach. One of my many problems is that I constantly think about food. When I'm eating breakfast I'm thinking about what I'm going to have for lunch. When I eat lunch, I think about a snack. You get the picture.
This morning I decided to go on a short fast. This is for a few reasons. First, I've never done it before. Second, I need the discipline of doing it. I'm a prisoner of my appetite. Lastly, we are helping our little church feed the homeless tonight. It would be good for me to know what it would be like to be hungry.
Now I need to stay out of the kitchen. On the counter rest the brownies I made on Sunday. In the corner is the chocolate from Valentines Day. In the fridge, my cheese calls for me.
I'll keep you posted.
This morning I decided to go on a short fast. This is for a few reasons. First, I've never done it before. Second, I need the discipline of doing it. I'm a prisoner of my appetite. Lastly, we are helping our little church feed the homeless tonight. It would be good for me to know what it would be like to be hungry.
Now I need to stay out of the kitchen. On the counter rest the brownies I made on Sunday. In the corner is the chocolate from Valentines Day. In the fridge, my cheese calls for me.
I'll keep you posted.
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