Let's throw me a pity party

I'm tired...I'm not sure why. Maybe my iron's low (I'm anemic), maybe allergies, heat, who knows...I'm ready to quit my job. I think maybe that's part of my problem...

It's not that I hate my job, it's actually a rather enjoyable career. I make decent money, but if that's not what is important, then it's not quite as fulfilling, ya know?

I think what I hate about it is dropping my kids off at the sitters every morning. Calling my husband around 2 to see if he'll be home in time to get the boys. If not, then I have to call my mom and make sure she can pick them up. Then having to go over to her house and get them and find out second hand how their day went. I take no part in what my children do throughout the day and THAT really bothers me.

I'm ready to move on. Ready to do the job that God gave me. Yes, I do believe he put me in this company when we really needed to both be working. Yes, I know that I need to continue to work until God calls me AWAY from this job. AND HE HAS! BUT, he has called me to leave this job in the future...not right now. AND THAT is frustrating to me. I am NOT a patient person and maybe this is His point? Let's see if she can trust Me by waiting until I say it's okay??

Sigh...I just need to stop moping I guess and do what God has given me RIGHT NOW to do...