Recognizing the benefits that come from investment of resources other than time and one's own sweat can be a bit challenging to those really frugal and independent (or should I say cheap and stubborn, ha ha.) Whether it is the identification and purchase of the right tool for the job at hand, rather than persevering and overdoing the 'make it work' attitude which are great values in most cases, or hiring of extra hands or specialized skills . . . it takes a lot more personal balance and self reflection. Most often people find themselves on one extreme of the other; hiring everything out and buying every new tool or toy out there, or living with less than that you describe as stressors. Congratulations on moving in the middle way!

Anna is probably the type of person who, at least before Mark healed her, had the sickness that keeps people, such as myself, from enjoying the fruits of their labor. Every time I tell myself I'm just going out in the garden to leisurely pick a few pea pods and enjoy being there, I end up spending an hour pulling weeds until sweat starts to sting my eyes. Every time I tell myself I'm going for a relaxing walk in the woods I end up spending two hours moving logs, breaking branches that have grown over the path and clearing out a better path until I'm all muddy and have to change clothes from my "walk". I can't even go to the mailbox and back without collecting kindling or pulling weeds along the way. Instead of looking out at the beauty all around me I look out at all of the poison ivy vines that need cutting; the barn wood that is being eaten into swiss cheese by carpenter bees; the half-fenced-in pond (we have a 1 year old son and I need to get it fenced); the half-finished chicken coop; the rabbits eating our lettuce because there's not garden fence; the rusty pipe from the pond outflow that needs fixing; weeds in the garden; weeds in the flower bed; wasp nests on the eves of the house that need knocking down before they get big and mean... And instead of that relaxing moment that I went outside to enjoy I end up full of stress about all of the things I need to and want to do, but don't have time for as a husband and full-time working father of a 1-year-old son.

But not all the time. Sometimes I work really hard on Saturday and Sunday and have all day Monday to just sit back and relax, knowing that I put in the work and deserve the downtime. ...of course, this past Monday (yesterday) was spent mowing, but hey - I DID give myself an hour at the end of the day to enjoy the setting sun and the peepers and bullfrogs coming alive.

Thanks for the pep talk Anna! We'll get there....