Yaaaay...punishment!

So I was supposed to make a blog post last night...or at least I was planning it. OBVIOUSLY that didn't happen...oops. Dad was over last night and after yummy Chinese food we all crashed on the couch and decided to watch Mulan. Around 8:30, I gave up watching, flipped over, and fell asleep. Can we say 'too much homework/stress during the week'? :P

Ugh...this morning wasn't great. I woke up and I was just in a mood. Cause I knew what the day held for me. Chores. Shower. Grocery Shopping. Homework. Yaaay...Saturday? NOT. So I already wasn't looking forward to today.

I tried to escape after breakfast, I went upstairs and collasped on my bed to read "Nineteen Minutes". About two minutes later I was called downstairs so we could divy up the chores for the day. I got dusting and vacuuming and laundry. Not too bad...laundry's annoying though. Mom and I were supposed to chill while I was sorting and watch an old episode of "Make It or Break It" that we missed, but PopPop called so that didn't work. :(

Then stuff happened and Sanya ended up getting in trouble...she deserved it. Hah...this is SO funny to say, but I am EXTREMELY grateful at the way my parents punish up and put us in our places and don't tolerate laziness, stubbornness, interruption, pig-headedness...all that good stuff. I remember hating it as a kid, but I am REALLY thankful. THANK YOU MOM AND DAD FOR YOUR LOVING PUNISHMENT.

So yeah...now Sanya will be in a mood the rest of the day. And I have to babysit tonight. Oh JOY. She is so ridiculous sometimes...I'm sorry, I really really do love my sister and she's great and adorable most of the time and we get along and all that, but...YEAH. She's a character...

Not happy this morning. I mean, I'm better than when I first woke up. I really wasn't that fun to be around then, but yeah...not such a great start to a not such a great day. I'm so spoiled. I'm so used to having the house be such a happy environment all the time. And so now when it's been really stressful continuously...it's tough, and it frustrates me.

I just have to keep reminding myself that God's here in the midst of all this. There's a reason that all this happens...that really comforts me. I don't need to know all the specifics of why and all that...I just need to know that God's here, and He is. And that's good enough for me.