It's a gloomy Friday here today, both inside the apartment and out. How about yours?
1. I'd had every intention of getting up early and doing my devotions before the kids got up. There have been things on my heart, and I want to be delving into my prayer journal. Sadly, Simon beat me up. That kid just doesn't know how to sleep. So, after several minutes of fussing, crying, and revving up, I finally went to check on him. Sadly, the poor guy was poopy and overwrought. So instead of being able to go get my prayer journal and turn on a light, I let him fall back to sleep on me in the darkness of my room. He might have back to sleep eventually on his own back in his crib, but the little arm wrapped tightly around my neck and the shuddering sighs as he went back to sleep totally bowled me over. I know. I'm a sucker.
2. The morning did look up a bit as the kids gathered around me on the floor with books. Eliza and Simon each had an assortment of books they wanted to go through. It's such a delight to see my children choosing to look at and read books. I went through an ABC book with Eliza, where she identified all but two letters and she repeated back letter sounds to me. It's so much fun to watch her learn. It reaffirms to me why I want to homeschool our children. I want to be the one standing there when the light comes on; I'm afraid I'm selfish and don't want to share it with a teacher, as worthy as I believe our public servants in the schools to be. Simon, too, wanted to sit with me and point at pictures and nod his head as I read along. I would be very happy if we spent most of our mornings leisurely looking at books.
3. The tenants upstairs moved out, looking for a bigger place. the work has begun on sprucing the place up. New floors, new countertops in the kitchen, fresh coat of paint over all painted surfaces... It's a very charming apartment up there, or will be when it's looking more fresh. I have hopes that the girl downstairs will want to move up there, but I don't want to put any pressure on her. She needs to do what's best for her, and I want that. But it'd be nice if she were up there. For sure, it's on my mind that we want to find someone reliable and trustworthy to take the apartment. I mean, my children live in this house, too. It's on the prayer list. For now, it will be interesting to watch the place transform as we clean it up.
4. I've been discouraged in my housework, lately. As a result, I find it difficult to find the motivation to do it. As a result of that, I'm barely keeping my head above water and the apartment is suffering. As a result of that, I am getting more discouraged.... Anybody else identify with the cycle? Logic would say just take it one bite at a time and get back on your feet. I tried that, and one bite is only big enough to keep head above water. The other end of the logic spectrum says to just bite the bullet and go on a rampage. I have yet to find the energy and motivation to rampage. The gloom outside my window isn't helping. I'm praying for a beautiful sunny day, not too hot that housework is uncomfortable, next week to help me get it done.
5. I guess I've just four today. And no pictures. Maybe I can make up for that later.
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