Days Like These...

Been sleeping...

I know its been forever since I've blogged...with homeschooling, working, life, and moving...I've been a little tied up, as it were. 

Now its 2009, and I am happy to be in January.  Last January I was excited to be entering a new year too...so I don't want to be too thrilled.  Its just another year!

Wy, Morg, Cole, and maybe Seth are going to be getting ready for baseball/softball season.  Wy's season will start earlier as it is a christian high school sport.  Then we will be busy running the other 3 around, unless decides not to play again. 

In the fall we were busy with Wy in 1st year football and Morg in volleyball with a christian middle school.  Morg and Cole were talking basketball, but we asked they take a break for a couple of months.  Thankfully, they agreed. 

Now I am taking down decorations today and going to do lesson plans tomorrow.  We are ready for the start of the second half of the year to begin.

Julia

These Kind of Days...

I just love these kind of days!  The kind of days where nothing goes as you plan...great. 

First, I planned to get up at 6am.  Instead, I woke up at 6:22a.  Great!

Next, my client wasn't ready to go at 6:45am like was planned.  Instead, she was ready to go at 7:35a.   A tad bit late...ohhh, God is teaching me some serious patience.

Then, we are on the freeway and trying to get to her camp drop-off point 45 minutes away and the camp bus leaves the drop-off point at 8:30a.  Oh did I mention by this time it was 7:50a and there is noooo (I mean seriously no way) we are going to make it. Instead, there is tons of traffic and a 45 minutes trip becomes a 60 - 75 minute trip.

So, we drive an extra 60 minutes to get her to camp.  Of course, that would get us there about 10a.  Unfortunately, when I called the campgrounds main office they wouldn't start accepting clients until 12p.  

Amazingly, this part was okay...especially since it wasn't planned you know it can't go wrong.  We shopped at a Ross Store and went to a local coffee shop Schnoogs.  Both were fun!  Now the lift on the wheelchair van did start to give me problems, but I firmly pressed the "reset" button and told it, "We are to far from home for problems now!"  And it worked.

Then its off to camp we go.  Side-note, GPS is an amazing thing at times.  So we pretty much get there without any further problems. 

Once we arrived there, we had to spend another hour explaining the medication list and all the other stuff that goes along with drop-off time.  Surprisingly, we had figured it wouldn't take another hour, but who are we to be planning anything anymore.

Finally, I planned to be done with working at 12p today.  Yet, I didn't actually get back to town until 2:30p. 

So tell me do you ever have planned unplanned days,

Julia

Back to Work I Go

I can't believe I haven't been blogging for over one month.  Sorry about that.  In December I quit work.  On January 29th I went back to work.  Yes for the same company.  I'm only working 15 hours a week.  Instead of the 30 hours a week like before.  I am a Program Manager for six developmentally disabled clients in a regular, nicer-than-mine home.  I enjoy it as it is a challenge.  And we like paying our mortgage.  We listened to God both times - quitting and returning. 

But during the last month, the Lord has brought me to where He wants me for right now.  Home more...enjoying my four children and husband more.  He wants me to remember I'm a MOM first, and worker last.  Not that I shouldn't and don't try to do my best - as I am representing Him.  But each of my children are special little gifts from Him.  I have one scientist, one dancer and musically inclined, one sports and military enthusiast, and the last one is only 2-1/2 years old so he is stilling working on his interests.  Hopefully he works on potty training soon.

God is good.  He loves me.  How amazing is that?  I love Him too.  But to think that it will never compare to His love for me.  I'm still trying to wrap my brain around that thought.

Thanks for listening to me ramble on,

Anne with an E