I am writing with a big, grey cat in front of my screen and I cannot see a thing. So if I have some typos please forgive me. He likes my cursor. His name is Gandalf.
I have been up since 4:30 this morning. I went to bed late for me, at 10:00 PM. I usually go to bed much earlier since I get up early most days. But today I thought I would be able to sleep in. NOT. I woke up and my mind raced around and around. Lots of things going on in my life right now.
What? What is going on? Well, lets see. My acupuncturist is back from a long maternity leave. I have missed her dearly. What? Yes, this chick loves her acupuncture and her acupuncturist. I would say that of any of my medical practioners, she "GETS" me. She gets me with all of my quirks and beliefs and love and integrity and craziness.
What else? Well, you know...about a week ago there was this earthquake...and it was followed by a really big tsunami...and now radiation from a very sad nuclear power plant. Yes this was all in Japan. Yes I live in the U.S. But...you know, my heart has not forgotten. Japan is near and dear to me, as are so many people who live there. And I try not to worry. But lack of being able to DO anything about it gets me sometimes.
And? Well, things are going well at home. We hired a very dear and very trusted friend to come help us put our home in order. It was an act of desperation because we were going under fast! And I am very glad I did it. We feel cared for and blessed. And she even wrote a note to Carl. What is better than that?
Dogs are good...except that Belle is trying to take on her protecting duties. She almost got to sleep outside with Sampson last night because she wouldn't come in. I am sure she would have been fine. But...ummm...she is not as "grown up" as Sampson and she was barking a lot. I don't think that my neighbors would have liked it much.
Cats are good. They even came out when we had company last night. But ok, I think it had something to do with WHO it was. I think Anthony has some animal whisperer in him. I need to tell him that.
The kid (as Sherry calls him) is...not so good. Don't get me wrong, he is healthy and happy when he is home. But school is a problem right now. His teacher is "fierce" and he seems to be getting very mixed messages about what "behaving" is. I feel for him and I am not sure what I can do for him. Conferences are this week, so I guess this is a good time to step up.
Work is backed up. I am glad to be working. I like a lot about my work. I like the people I work with. I love my new office. I guess I don't need to say much more than that.
This entry is a bit different than my stories, but I am a bit stopped up right now. I think it is from worry. I know worrying does no one any good, and least of all me. But sometimes it is hard not to worry. It is hard to have faith. It is hard to believe that there is a path that I am walking on and that God and his angels are walking next to me. But now that I have written a bit, I feel better. I feel more hope. Writing is good. Thanks for listening.
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