1. Weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning. What a true blessing of God this verse is. I don’t know WHY it’s true, but everything usually does look/feel/seem better after a good night’s sleep.
2. I went to three harvest/Halloween parades today. Thank you, thank you very much.
3. On the way from Overbrook to Burger King (and then Rainbow Elementary), I heard Walk in the Word, a radio program I’ve recently found. Dr. James MacDonald absolutely ZINGED me today. The message was about being teachable, which I really struggle with. I mean, it’s not exactly fun hearing someone detail your failings. But if it’s done in love, in the right way and at the right time then I am somewhat willing to hear it. I remember having a huge argument with Jim and him trying to tell me something wrong with myself and me saying “Do I look teachable to you right now?!” Dr. MacDonald’s point that a wise person is teachable and a fool is unteachable is rather convicting!
4. Also heard today on the same radio program: “I am the master of my unspoken words and the slave to those that should have remained unsaid.” OUCH, Double Ouch.
5. 8 weeks until Christmas. Just thought I’d make you shudder! 😀
6. Connor’s vibrant red tree is now almost completely bare. We’ve had so much rain here lately that most of our fall color is gone. ::sniff, sniff::
7. All the kids will be home any minute. Then it will be a sugar-induced chaotic afternoon. And that’s BEFORE trick or treating! They all had parties and snacks galore. Well, ok, Ethan had pudding. He’ll be reasonably calm, I guess!
Happy almost-November! And don’t forget to turn your clocks back Saturday night!
I’ve known for awhile that two family members read this blog and then pass on information. I found out when I posted about my MIL’s cancer and other family members found out that way. OUCH. So I’ve been somewhat careful about what I’ve posted. Which, in retrospect, is stupid because a blog’s purpose is to be whatever the owner wants it to be. If I want to post about my MIL or unexpectedly househunting or whatever, I should be able to. I wonder what was being passed on about my addiction? Charming…..
So, therefore, I am private. It feels ridiculous, but a lot more freeing. I can understand why my friend Kate has done it in the past.
Ladies (because now I know that my readers are all women!) I covet your prayers for Jim’s family and for us. The accusations are unreal–that we are manipulating Jim’s mom so we can get a bigger house and a free nanny. The names that I am being called are completely nasty. I know that half of Jim’s family really seems to like me. Those are the ones that I’ve spent a fair amount of time with! The others, apparently, NOTSOMUCH. The word “hate” was used. It’s a very ugly word and a very ugly feeling.
My sister, God bless her, reminded me that “they” are not the God of the universe–that He loves me and desires to spend time with me. My MIL, who knows all of this, also reiterated that she and her mom both love me and this situation is ridiculous. Both Jim and I KNOW we are innocent of what they are claiming. But I think this might actually be the beginning of a family break, which would sadden me. You hear about this kind of thing happening to other families, but when it comes up and slaps YOU and your family, it’s shocking.
Welcome you guys. I didn’t want to do it, but it ended up being necessary. I can’t block a certain reader or two without blocking everyone.
Family drama just isn’t any fun.
We just got the news yesterday that my MIL is being discharged from the nursing facility on Thursday. She’s a little apprehensive about being at home, but also very thrilled to be going to her home again after so long away. Now it’s just building her strength so that she can hopefully go back to work.
Up until now I’ve been acting as her ride for the most part, or making calls and the like. I’m not sure (nor is she) as to what she will need now that she’s home instead of with full time care.
Good thing I’m learning to be more flexible, huh?
So the Realtor (Barb) and I went out this morning to look at five houses. I fully expected to not like any of them, or to find them all wanting in some important way. Well, um, NO. I fell in love with House #2. It’s pretty much everything we need (minus a two-car garage, it only has one). Seriously LOVE IT. Jim and my MIL will go on Sunday to look at it and see what they think. Unfortunately, even if they DO love it, we have to:
1. Declutter and clean and paint and fix up my MIL’s house
2. Sell my MIL’s house
3. Declutter and clean and paint and fix our house
4. Sell our house
That’s a BOATLOAD of work right there, let me assure you! The things that we can live with versus what a potential buyer wants to see are two completely different things. I mean, we’ve been here 9 1/2 years and still have just the ripped off wallpaper on the walls of our bedroom. And we’ve never ever touched the hall bath….the list goes on, believe me!
I’m slightly overwhelmed. But you know what? If God wants it to happen, it will somehow happen.
We woke to an overcast and rainy day. Which, in my opinion, is the best kind of Saturday. It forces us to hang out as a family, to relax, hang out and not feel like we HAVE to go somewhere.
As I look out the office window, I see a light red oak, a green I-don’t-know-what-kind-of-tree, a yellow maple and a bright red weeping dogwood. The last is “Connor’s Tree”, which we planted in memory of our son. It’s a gorgeous tree in all four seasons, which is really neat.
I hope y’all enjoy your weekend!
Ethan had a low-grade temp last night so he’s home today and Bennett is still up and down with his temps. This is rather frustrating because both feel FINE. I’m getting a lot done today, including helping Bennett with schoolwork (Look, Ma, I’m homeschooling!). One on one, it’s not so bad!
We’re having a short Indian Summer here, which I am thoroughly enjoying. Clear blue skies, the leaves are gorgeous, and temps in the low 70’s. Excellent!