RIght now, I am…
:: feeling like another cup of coffee is in order.
:: thinking that I’ve got to get the beds weeded soon. Especially because one particularly pernicious ragweed is about 4 feet tall. I didn’t notice it until it grew over the retaining wall.
:: appreciating all the skills I’ve learned from Heather. Life-changing. Truly.
:: anticipating a quiet week, keeping close to home.
:: reminding myself to look into swim lessons. This area only has outdoor pools; none of the Y’s have pools either. (Which is so odd to this city girl who had rec centers and Y’s with indoor pools practically on every other street corner!)
:: wondering about rhythms. And quiet spaces. Big rocks and little rocks. Stewardship.
:: hoping to break out the sewing machine in the studio corner this week. And I promise to share the art, soon. (And Etsy shop? Prayerfully?)
:: getting ready to get the baking done. Mondays have become my default baking day (because J is home and we don’t have lots of weekend errands).
:: planning the last big push for school-y related things. I completed most of my planning for the next school year too, which is a BIG blessing and a great head start.
:: loving the growing relationship between my girls. (But gosh, could time not fly so fast?)
:: looking at the future. And housing situations. Buy? Rent? Where? (Promise a financial update soon…so much good stuff to share there!)
:: hearing “I’m bored!”, and it’s not even lunch time yet. I don’t get it. The rest of the week and weekend, they complain about not getting to spend much time with their legos and toys; come Monday, our quiet do-nothing day, and no one wants to play. What’s up with that?
:: remembering friends. I have two who lost mothers this weekend. Another friend is weary and in pain from hurts not deserved. Candles lit and prayers going up.
:: wishing that the miles didn’t stretch so long between me and those who I hold dear.
:: knowing this truth.
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.” -Corrie Ten Boom
:: wanting to go a few more steps toward self-sufficiency. Trying to figure that out around a pretty strict lease. Containers? Where? We live on a hill in a lovely grove of trees, but that makes full sunlight a bit of a dice roll.
:: thinking about the things I want to pursue this month.
:: sending all my love.
(Many thanks to Amanda Soule for the format.)
Donna Rae Barrow
Lovely, my friend.