I Wish and What If

I keep wanting to write a blog about the differences between a dream life and the real thing. As I was drafting the blog in my head God brought to mind this verse: (badly paraphrased I'm sure)
Man makes his plans, But God directs his paths.

See cause for me my dream life would be a very structured one. Sounds boring I know. I know all beings function better with structure but those of us that need it the most have the most difficulty applying it. Oh I can make the best plan in the whole world and I will spell it out in minute detail for any and all who will listen. I will even proclaim just how important it is to be followed and how much easier it will be to stick to the schedule. Then the alarm goes off and reality arrives. I am the first to disrupt the schedule. Get up?! That was not on my list of things to do. Or my favorite: turn off the alarm crawl back under the covers to snuggle my honey and then go over and over in my head what I'm going to do that day. By the time I drag myself out of bed I am exhausted and quite sure that the to do list is done.

Then there is always this part of dream world: There is always someone right beside me to hold my hand and share the fun. Course we are always in agreement to just how things should be approached and done. The boy needs a special diet. OK, let's tackle it. How is it done?
You want breakfast in the morning? I would love to cook it, will you come keep me company while I cook.

Speaking of cooking. I would love to have a cook! Someone that knew our likes and dislikes and special needs. Someone that could read a cook book and clean as they go. The food would be pleasing to look at, good to taste. Not burnt, dry or oops not quite cooked.

Now cleaning. I love to clean. Just clear everyone out of the house and look out. Course you can't tell by looking at my house. See there are 4 of us that live there, each with our own quirks. And I like to clean alone. Have you ever tried to wait until every one is out of the house and going to be gone long enough to get the job done?

Well, this was nothing but pure senseless rambling, but it felt good. Thanks for allowing the nonsense. Time to move on to the next item on the to do list. Oh as to the blog I was draftingin my mind; you can see it never really came together.