Tonight, I wanted to make the most of what's left of my dishwasher detergent. :-) So, I loaded everything I could fit into it and then some. Well, I went back into the kitchen for something about 20 minutes later and there was water all over the floor. I began to freak out because it had slipped my mind just how I had to get the door to latch. I cleaned up the water and because I was already on my knees, I began to pray: "Lord, please, I just don't think I can handle another thing right now. I actually think I will snap. There is no way we can afford to fix it and I just don't know how I will do all of these dishes by hand (now I am chuckling to myself about how stupid and spoiled I am)." I think I actually heard God tell me to get up off of my knees and unlatch the door. Then proceeded to tell me not to try to make things fit where there was no room for them anyway...great lesson, and all because I loaded the dishwasher too full.
Sleep tight.


