After the early morning busyness and activity with the chickens, now comes the lull. They've been fed, allowed to run about a bit, and are now back safe in their run and feasting on warmed-up, leftover macaroni. Hugged and and loved on. Seems they're satisfied for awhile. It appears.
Sort of like humans. Keep us fed, kept warm when it's chilly, secure when danger lurks, show some affection and we're good for another stretch of time. It appears.
This day is free from obvious anxiety. Have to re-write some forms for school. I tried to reuse last years, scratching through the old date, but they were sent back. This is what happens when your printer runs out of ink, you have no funds to buy more cartridges and try to recycle. Sometimes it isn't the best idea. So, today will fill in the current forms I was mailed and try again. The girls laugh. Every year when filling out homeschool forms I hit a snag. Wait for it. It is a never fail situation. Least I'm consistent.
And second son flies back to California later today. He bought a rifle while he was here, and is borrowing my husband's lock-up case to fly it back. Should pass through security just fine. He goes to Portland, a city he says is gorgeous, and then his chef will pick him up and they'll drive back to the retreat. He'll be there through Thanksgiving, which we regret, but he's living the life the Lord has set out for him, so who can really complain?
Today should be low-key except for his drop-off at the airport. School, writing a couple of notes to folks at church, helping do the front yard, making chicken salad for dinner/yeast rolls. We bought Mom's groceries yesterday and dropped them off, did a quick go through of her house, so she's all set for a few days.
See how mundane life is? Isn't it grand? No drama. Issues to pray about, yes, but nothing too difficult to manage in my head. I think a break from new difficulties is mighty refreshing.
