Mr. Bee

It's been a few days since I have written anything.  I have been spending my time stressing out a little bit (maybe a lot?) about something I shouldn't be.  Somebody at my church has asked me to do some volunteer work that I don't think would be a good fit for me.  I didn't say no.  I didn't say yes either.  I need to not do what I would have done in my past and say yes to things that are not good for me just because somebody pushed me into them and I felt I couldn't say no because I didn't want to disappoint them.  I am going to call her tomorrow and just say no.

Tonight (or should I say last night - Friday, because this is Sat. morning) I got stung by my friend Mr. Bee.  Or should I say my enemy Mr. Bee.  I lay down to rest for a few minutes and pulled the blanket over me.  After a few minutes I felt something crawling up my arm.  I looked under the blanket and nothing.  Must just be nerve sensations, I thought to myself.  About two minutes later I felt a sharp sensation.  I lifted up the blanket and a bee flew out!  There was a red mark on my arm.  Good thing John was over watching TV because he killed the bee.  I am such a girl because I was too scared to kill the thing!  Then the area swelled a little bit and turned red and hot around it.  I wondered if I was allergic to bees.  I called my sister and asked her what she thought.  She said a little swelling was normal for a bee sting.  Anyway, I could and still can breathe ok, so I am not going to worry about it, even though it still hurts five hours later.  (Is that normal?)

Hmmm, what else is new?  You think I could come up with something after not being here for several days.  My life has just been filled with appointments.  And errands.  Not that it is boring.  Any day that God has made is great.