Poor Superman!

I feel really really sorry for Superman. It must be terribly frustrating to be superhuman and superfast. I realize this because I think I am superhuman too. Everyday, I put like 8 tasks on my plate and by noon I am done. My kids have barely rolled out of bed and eaten breakfast...I'm all c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!!! I work so fast and with top efficiency (lol) that I expect the rest of the world to keep up speed. Yesterday I had a day like that. The day before I had been cleaning my neighbor's house to make a couple extra bucks, I came home and cleaned my own house, then I wrote two articles for Smorty and made a video with my son so he could post it to YouTube. Then yesterday I sat down to my computer hoping for more work to show up in my e-mail and ...nothing. Grrr! Where is everyone!? Are they all sleeping? So, I cleaned my house some more and I scanned Craigslist for more work. Hours later...nothing again. I checked Smorty to see if they approved my posts...nope. I helped my son with math, I made dinner, I went to the coffee shop to check out open mic night, came home...still more nothing!!! I sent a message to my friend Darrell touting my depression. This was his reply,

"perhaps it was just the day... It is almost over and a new one is beginning. Sometimes when we are needing to see something happen, we look to hard and miss the little things that happened during the day. Lisa, you have done such a fabulous thing with you and your boys. I am inspired by the things you do each and every day and I know in my heart that things will come right for you. Scraping as you call it is a place some would not even go to. they would sit and hope a windfall would come and pick them up. YOU make the windfalls happen. Be encouraged that you are a real guide to many and I think you do wonderfully."

Maybe Supergirl needs to learn how to sit still and appreciate it when she is given a moment of peace, huh?