me at VBX
That's me today. The good kind of tired. We finished our High Seas Expedition on Friday, and had it all cleaned up within a few hours. Yet Saturday held a six-hour push to get a video recap done (my brother-in -law actually did it--I just sat by his side and chose clips and pictures.) for church this morning. Today was an early morning--two different lessons to prepare, hair to color (I know...Sunday morning??), and speak at both services about VBX before the kids sang.
So, it wasn't really until this afternoon that I felt it. The adrenaline eased up. The yawns came. The weight of responsibility lifted. The tired was allowed to come.
You know, it does feel good to be this kind of tired. It feels good to allow myself rest. I am spent. But well-spent.
And I'm realizing the good kind of tired is a gift to be felt fully and enjoyed. I'm going to relish it.
I'm sharing this Sunday-post with emily at Chatting at the Sky, cause it's still the gift I'm unwrapping on Tuesday.
