I was super dead dog tired last night. So tired, in fact, that I fell asleep on my bed just after 8:00, woke up with the four-year-old's arm in my face at 9:00 and went back to sleep, for good, at 9:30.
But it was a very good day.
I've never spoken on the same topic three times in four hours. The biggest challenge was quite unexpected.
I started thinking that I was repeating myself. Well, okay, so I was repeating myself but to different groups of women. But as I spoke I started thinking, "Wait, did I already say that this time?" It was strange.
And guess what? I didn't sweat profusely or feel like I was going to throw up. I was just very excited to get on with the sharing of my Savior.
I was, however, still obsessed with the fact that my zipper was probably down.
I'm sure there were people who didn't love my session. I'm sure there were people who thought I was only telling them things they already knew. But I got a lot of positive feedback. I was in one of the smallest rooms but each session was packed full with people on the floor!
Apparently women really struggle with worry, fear and anxiety. Who knew? ;-)