Life

Sometimes life is just plain hard. And if its not hard, its boring. Doesn't it seem like its the same old thing day in and day out? Get up, go to work, come home, make dinner, sit in front of the tv for a few hours, go to bed, get up... Maybe I'm just a cynic, but besides the occasional vacation and baby, life is just so monotonous! Don't get me wrong, I'd rather have it boring than horrible. I'm thankful that God has spared that from me, but I miss being able to just pick up and go whenever I want, to not have to be responsible for anyone but myself. This may sound horribly selfish, but I think I'm just now realizing that I'm an adult and I have to start living like one. God calls us to be content in all circumstances and I must confess that this is about the hardest thing for Him to ask me to be. I find myself wishing I had more, so that I could afford to go off on those adventures, so I could afford to do whatever the heck I wanted. Apparently thats not in Gods plan for me right now. Probably a good thing. I know that theres a lesson here, its just one that I'm not really ready to learn. I guess I'm afraid if I give in and acknowledge that God is actually right on this whole contentment thing (and I know He is), then I'll have to be okay with being stuck in the suburbs.