Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Tuesday night

A good day.  Got up too early after too late a night reading (see previous blog post with book review responsible for my poor sleeping hours).  Shame on Lisa Samson.

So, after 5-1/2 hours sleep, I got my tea ready, wanting to get a jump on the day.  Figured with school starting, and having a youngest son who's oftentimes trying to my patience, I'd pave the way ahead of time.  Lots of prayer, you know.  Tears always a good idea.  Love that proof of the Holy Spirit's presence.  God is so faithful.  School turned out wonderful.  Everyone got along, and I was so pleased.  I think we all were.  Just getting along was simple and sweet.  I don't ask much.  Just be decent and polite.  All good.

Afterwards, we all went to the library to get 'on hold' math books, and then the store to buy Mom's groceries ahead-of-time.  She doesn't need them 'til Friday, but it seemed wise to getitoverwith.  Tomorrow's supposed to be in the teens overnight, so I figured less time away from home would be wise.  Warmth is so necessary to comfort.  Besides, tomorrow I have the Intercessory Prayer group to go to, and oldest daughter's best friend will be here overnight.  C-L-E-A-N the house!

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Last night, second son baked bread at his apartment, and took one loaf to military third son who's engaged.  While he was there, third son and his fiance made noises about getting married next week.  Something about insurance.  Romantic, huh?  We'll see how it goes.  While part of me would like to see an honorable, moral solution to their situation, the other part wants an nice-Christian-girl for this son.  May the Lord continue to keep His hands on them, no matter what it looks like to any of us.  Not my call.

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Oldest daughter gave notice at her job today.  We've all talked about it, and since she's financially secure for a bit, she'll just lay low for a few months.  Recover from some stress.  Well, her boss was a real stinker about her leaving.  Did NOT take the high road.  Our daughter will have to tolerate some ill treatment, unless the Lord intervenes, for the next few weeks until she goes.  Her boss even withheld one of her checks she's earned.  Aren't folks something?  She'll get the check, never fear, but might have to wrestle the woman for it.  Gosh.

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Listening to Josh Groban, the least one's current favorite music. Eclectic tastes these girls have.  

Take care.