I wonder what God is trying to tell me. I know this: I can't be a superwoman. I can't bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan in the career woman way. Was that a Charlie perfume commercial? I can't sustain and support myself by myself. I need to rely on God and others for a little help or big help.
Life is overwhelming. I need some joy and fun. And prayers.
And if God would just write down what I am suppose to do with my limitations and weaknesses and sinus infection, I would appreciate it.