September 22, 2005

  • Good morning,


    AS with the rest of the U.S. watching Rita rather warily.   Its a fascination of the horrific I suppose.


    Jer has a cold.   He would only sleep as long as I was touching him last night.  It was a long night, and I feel old this morning.  Ya know creeeeaky.


    Its just gorgeous again today.  So beautiful.  Calling me to bag school and go to the beach.   I won't bag school, but I *might* go to the beach.   I want to so bad.  


    Rob and I scurried around the house last night and were astounded how much housework, and dunging out you can get done in a forty minute period of Jer not being in EITHER of our arms.   All the little piles of stuff that needed to be put away got put away.   Just amazing.  


    Of course 40 minutes later the kids dumped a whole 25 pound bag of birdseed all over the entryway I'd just cleaned out.   *screams*


    It was amazing for a short amount of time.


    *snigger*


    I continue to go back and forth about the whole moving thing.   But did have a momentary realization last night.  If God wants us to go to Clallam Bay , we won't be miserable, he will provide our needs.      


    My fear has been miserable.   I got stuck on four city lots of living versus 2.5 acres of treed living.    God helped me let go of that one.


    And I'm even excited about a new possibility.   One thing lacking out there is "clubs" and or "organizations" for kids.   So I'm already scheming about starting a Good News Club.  I've led them in the past...and I'd have the first six kids all on my own.  *Snicker*


    NOw...if I could just figure out how we're going to get all the little things in the house done that NEED to be done *IF* we're to move.


    Its funny...we talk about it likes its a done deal one moment, and the next we're singing praises as to what we like here, and the next we're obsessing about how we can afford what needs to be done to get this house caught up.  Its a fascinating round robin thing.