And then just like every other Sunday morning for the past four years I opened the front door and was greeted by the Sunday paper. However, my reaction made me know right away that I needed to stop getting the Sunday paper.
Maybe it is because Sunday mornings are our time to rest and seeing that paper was a reminder that I have one more thing to deal with…and can’t possibly take time to rest (insert little angel on my shoulder saying…”even God rested.”)
At one time I was also an avid couponer. Getting a Sunday paper with coupon inserts was like receiving GOLD because I knew the value that was contained in its pages. Yet many years later our family size has grown along with my time commitments and couponing has felt more like a chore than a blessing. So much so that I don’t do it but hadn’t taken the time to realize that I could probably save myself the trouble of getting the Sunday paper.
What will be the next thing this question will be applied to?!?
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