One Day at a Time
I am back from Ladies Retreat. Exhausted. . . . but purring like a kitten or I guess a mama cat. 
Happy and thankful and content with all the fellowship and inspiration and encouragement I could soak up in a day and a half!
But I have to tell you a bit about my week. God has answered your prayers for me and I have scarcely had time to “moan” again about being pregnant.
We had our first frost this week, though I haven’t had time to pull things out of the garden. Instead I was helping hubby get ready to move his store, again. Thursday Japheth turned 31 and I had a few expectations of the day, but as the day wore on soon all of them were gone. They were these. First that I could get his “moving” mailing out in the mail before I left. Second that I could get everybody’s things packed up and ready for the next day. (Japheth would be taking them to a babysitter almost two hours from here, go back after work, spend the night with them, go back to work for a few hours, then pick them up and come home and then when I get home from the retreat, he felt he needed to head back into town to do a few more things yet before the big moving day, Monday.) Third, that I could get my lima beans picked (my first and last picking) also before any more frost would destroy them. And fourthly I wanted to make a special birthday supper for his birthday. Oh and last of all I REALLY thought that it would be nice to leave the house somewhat presentable. Isn’t that reasonable?
Well, to start out with we messed up on the mailing and had to redo most of them! We ended up eating out for his birthday and I packed the children’s things after they were in bed and loaded them in the van. The garden things I said “fooy” too and the house well, I guess it is just used to these kind of things by now and will it really matter in the long run?
As I said, I am home now, the children are in bed, the house is quiet. A hurricane has gone through ( We all went into town and “helped” papa do a few things just to be together) but we are home! And tomorrow is another day . . . . that I am not supposed to worry about . . . . hmmmmm . . . how am I going to catch up on lost sleep, do hurricane clean-up and support my husband in this move? . . . hmmmmm . . . yeah, one day at a time . . .
September 16th, 2007 at 8:34 pm
oh, exactly!!! Hurricanes, one day at a time, tomorrow is another day…your brain is on the same wavelength as mine! Troy is not “moving” this week but he is going to be gone (1plus hrs away) for two weeks (maybe come home one day on the weekend)…so you can pray for me if you think about it. It was SO GOOD to see you at the retreat, just wish I’d had more opportunity to chat with you and catch up more. God bless you real good!
September 19th, 2007 at 3:10 am
I came here via a comment you left elsewhere, (I think on the food xanga site). I am thinking about starting a blog at a different place…and wonder why you picked wordpress? My first question was whether you have be a member to leave a comment and I’ll soon know the answer to that one. =) Is it user friendly? Easy to upload photos? Do you have a lot of unknown traffic? Can you tell where your traffic is coming from? I don’t think I know who you are and if you feel uncomfortable answering these questions, that’s fine. Playing the Mennonite game – I am from Antrim, Ohio, originally from Jesup, GA…=) Thanks.