A Weekend to Relax and Focus

Well, Joel and I are off to Owen Sound this weekend (sans kids :) for a weekend retreat with some other adults from our church. It's a weekend to relax and focus on our relationship with God and seeking out what He has planned for us in the future. I'm really looking forward to a weekend where I don't have to think about anything else but Him. I also wonder if I'll ever be able to do it. There's something about the complexity of the female mind that really blows me away. It never shuts off!!

I've heard some good metaphors to describe the differences between the way a man and woman's brain thinks about things. Men are like waffles, women are like spaghetti; Men have many drawers, women just have one drawer with everything mixed up in it. For example; while making love, a man is focused on one thing only: making love of course. A woman's brain however, doesn't have a "sex drawer" the same drawer that is open for the act of making love also holds many other pressing and important matters...all of which can be going through her mind during the act of love itself. As women we don't want our husbands to know that while making love we're sometimes wondering if we remembered to lock the door before heading to bed, or whether he called the shop to get the van in for an oil change the next day. He would never understand!! Maybe I'm the only one that does this?

We also see this when a man watches tv, or does anything else for that matter. He is able to completely focus on the task at hand, while the entire house could be falling down around him. I'm not saying that's a bad thing (although it can be frustrating), in fact I envy it! I wish that I could focus on one thing at a time. I find this is getting worse as I get older. I will often be running around the house doing a task, I'll notice something else that needs to be done, so I'll do that, then forget what I was working on in the first place, "just what did I come to the basement for anyway??". I did that just this morning.

This post is a perfect example of my scattered brain. I started talking about a relaxing and focused weekend and it led to sex and finding myself in the basement not knowing why I was there??

Ah well, I guess I was made that way...

Thanks God, You've got quite the sense of humour.

Mel