And This is Why I Hate Jeans...

Days like these...

When I need to do the jumping dance just to put my daggum jeans on. It's days like these, when my jeans are a little snugger and I can't get them on, and it makes me want to say four letter words (but I don't). Then I inevitably have to do a fast combination of lunges, squats and sumo squats just to make some room for my leggos in these wretched jeans. Maybe that's a not-so-subtle hint that I need to do more of those lunges/squats/sumo squats just to fit into these jeans. Whatever. Rude.

My attitude this morning...
Stupid jeans.

If you know me fairly well, you know my hatred for that particular apparel. They're awful. They're unflattering. They're expensive. If they're cheap, then they fall apart and are even more heinous. Sure, they go with everything but I still dislike them greatly! I much prefer nice pants or leggings and a dress. That's more "me".

Wish I could be like this fool who can back flip into his jeans...

Today, I go back to school. Say a prayer. Last week was not a good week. Please pray for a better week.

This is my verse of the week:

"Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people. Remember that the Lord will give you an inheritance as your reward, and that the Master you are serving is Christ." Colossians 3:23-24

I'm going to meditate on that verse all day today and pray that I find it effective/affective (still never know which one it is). God is good and He is my ultimate Boss. I need to work for Him and Him alone, all for the glory of His glorious name.

I pray that your jeans fit you better than mine did this morning and that you have a terrific Tuesday! Love you to pieces!