I know that God has a plan for my life. But this week it has felt more like an attack by the devil.
On Monday I went to work and screwed up every load I had. I got them all straightened out but it made for a long day.
On Tuesday, I got my uniforms and the pants were too small.
On Wednesday I wrecked my new transit van. It only had a total of 3900 miles on it. And I hadn’t had the first oil change done yet
Add a respiratory infection and now you have my week. With the wreck it blows any and all hope of me going to the ACFW CONFERENCE this year.
To say that I need an intervention might be an under statement. But I do know that I am not really going to moan and groan.
I wasn’t happy with my new job. The antibiotics are taking care of the infection. And no one was hurt in the accident.
So overall I’ll survive. Maybe a better week is coming.