Random Musings of One Tired Momma

Sometimes we lose sight of all things good and wonderful in our lives.

The constant rush. The never-ending chaos. The busy-ness of kids, jobs, appointments, family time, friend time, me time, church obligations, etc. It just never seems to end.

People get tired. Parents get tired. Kids get tired.

I. Get. Tired.

Currently, I work two jobs 3 days a week, one job two days a week, homeschool, watch my grandson 5 days a week, have 2 kids in private school and I get to take care of my animals every day. And for those who don’t know, we have eight goats, four bunnies, and two miniature horses I care for daily. We also have cows, but my husband handles them big guys. I enjoy every bit of it, but I’m exhausted. However, I just can’t give any of it up. My hubby and I, well we raise our family together, but schedules are hectic and downtime is a luxury. However, we make it a point to have a date night once a week.

But, in the hustle and bustle of schedules, home, work…..just life, I sometimes lose my perspective. Every once in a while, I lose faith in humanity. I don’t ask for much help from people except my husband. I am an introvert so people are hard for me…or more aptly, exhausting for me. I tend to avoid many things that will involve big crowds. I also tend to avoid fast paced environments, work or otherwise. I am more slow-paced. But, most everything I do, I do to the best of my ability. Sometimes, this frustrates people who are with me every day and sometimes not.

Hence, my second job as a dishwasher. I love it. I work closely with servers and cooks, but I’m in my own space, accountable to nobody on my shift, and work at my own speed. But, all my work gets done before end of shift. I can hide out in my little dish room or I can help the servers and/or cook if needed. By the end of my shift, I am physically exhausted on the 3 days I work two jobs, but I am not jumbled in my mind like I would be if I was around other people constantly. This is a huge relief for me.

I have gotten very close with some of my coworkers. Their joys are my joys. Their sadnesses, mine. I mean – No, I am not the person who is affected by the joy and sadness happening in their lives, but I do feel these things with them. I love this about myself.

And on my 3rd day of work this week, one such co-worker……a server….came to me before end of shift to show me something incredible that happened to her. I was over-the-moon happy for her. I know she does a great job and she is just a little sweetheart. I am old enough and she young enough, that she could be my daughter. I just love her so much. Anywho, she’s a great server. On this particular day, she came into the dishroom to show me a receipt. Someone had tipped her $100 on an $18 bill. She was extremely happy and surprised. I was happy for her. What a day she had!

It’s these moments like this that remind me that there are good people in the world. ….good, kind-hearted people.

Some day, I hope I can leave a $100 tip for a well-deserving server. I’ve already envisioned in my head what kind of person I’d leave a tip that big for. It makes my heart sing.

What are some of your experiences with humanity lately that has restored your faith?

I can’t wait to hear your stories!