House bulging with things from moving-to-California son's apartment. Odd to look at a laundry basket full of his flour, sugar, pot holders, coffee, rice (so much rice we have now---I have no idea why), and other things. Oh, and a small container of bread starter---homemade. Love that. An extra small air conditioner, lamps, coffee maker, dishes, books, a futon, and personal stuff. Chin up, Buttercup. Hard to not think of missing him, but part of me is so excited at what he's leaving to do. He's incredibly excited, and I know he's longing to be on the road and on his way.
He'll leave at about 7:30am tomorrow morning, then will pick up his traveling buddy. His return date is possibly in late October or early November. Maybe. What he's really thinking of is being offered the job of replacing the main chef who's stepping down next year. Oh my. In my heart, I hope he doesn't settle in California, but he's the Lord's, not mine. Must remember that.
In other news, put seven books up for sale online, sold two within an hour and another this morning. I'd sold books before, but it'd been awhile. Nice to have some extra change, with little effort.
Tomorrow I'm going to work in the front yard, digging in the small area youngest son got ready for me. I have some seeds, and need to keep busy. I'll likely get lots accomplished until second son arrives at his destination on Saturday or Sunday.
Mothering will keep a person on her toes like nothing else. My children seem to be all over the map in terms of their behavior, and I'm thankful for every last one of them. The children who lean on the Lord, however, are a special joy. The burden of praying for them makes my heart light since I know their desire is for His will. In that my yoke is easy.
Prayers for safe travel for Jacob and his friend, Steve, appreciated. :)
