I can barely use my hands and arms this morning. I've spent the last two days covered in more dirt than I knew could possible be caked to my pasty-white hands, feet, and arms (although if I keep spending this much time outside, that's all going to change, and I'll actually have a tan!). I've been running the tiller again, and planting things, and weeding things, and transplanting things, and chasing my chickens (the nine of them have a combined IQ of about 14, but they are masters at tunneling, and I spend a ridiculous amount of time shoring up the chicken yard), and chasing the baby (he loves to be outside more than anything else in the whole world, apparently), and digging, and clearing the
And then in a few minutes, I'm going to wake John up, so he can get ready for work. We'll all pile in the car, drive up to the Round Rock Chili's to pick something up, and then drop him off at his Chili's. Did I mention that Round Rock is just over an hour's drive, one way? No? Well, it is. Ahh, the joys of being a one-car family.
Then we've got a birthday party this afternoon for a friend of Evie's, which I'm totally looking forward to, for two reasons. 1) I'll get to see a friend from the retreat I went to last month, and 2) Becky is making margaritas. :)
We'll get home from that, have supper, get ready for church, and then pick John up around 9:30 or 10. Woohoo!!
Actually, I'm in an amazing mood. I've accomplished so much this week, it's not even funny. I had my book club Wednesday evening (Hi, Mon!!), I've been having my quiet times, school has been getting done, and (except for last night) I've been getting
Sometimes I wake up, and I'm so happy that I almost don't believe it. I mean, is it possible to be this happy? How much God has blessed me ...