Sometimes That’s How It Goes
All it takes is a little evolution.
“How are you doing?”
I plop into the massage therapist’s consultation chair and stifle a yawn. Her question is loaded. In the last month I’ve only slept in my bed six times. I leave again in two days for another week.
“I’m exhausted,” I say.
It’s true. I’m worn out and still have two major trips remaining this summer. But I want to seem together and on top of my life so I add a follow up statement to soften the response.
“But sometimes that’s how it goes.”
I’ve been using this phrase a lot lately. Some seasons of life are busier than others. Right now I’m in the middle of the busiest one of the year.
Each summer I lead three to four week-long trips. During these trips I am working every waking moment keeping track of teenagers, constructing, teaching, and overseeing a team of adults. This year added another week-long trip for my sister-in-law’s wedding.
It’s a physically and mentally exhausting schedule. But, that’s just how it goes sometimes.
Except, that’s not how it needs to go.
