I'm not trying to look dramatic.
This is what putting the house on the market did to me. I was an anxious nervous impatient person last week. I frantically ran around cleaning up behind the kids and got frustrated often. I wasn't fun to be around at all. Ask my kids.
The only day I didn't clean up after them was the day we had two back-to-back showings.
Welcome to my world. The one where God uses subtle, (and sometimes blatant,) ways to teach me something.
"Calm down, Mary. This may take awhile. Enjoy your kids. They think you're mad at them. So far selling the house has been hard for them. They are adjusting to having fewer toys and having to keep their shoes by the back door for quick trips away. But you are not playing with them. You're cleaning. You're edgy. That's all that they see. It's not their problem. It's YOU that needs to simmer down."
So consider me simmering.
Amen and the end.