And just like that, it was June
Hello friends and neighbors,
I haven't been writing much lately, either on here or in my prayer journal. I really need to get serious about that, by the way. God does so much in my life that it would behoove me to keep a record of just what all that stuff is.
I have a prayer journal but only write in it sporadically. I get busy and forget. I get tired and forget. I haven't made it a habit, so I forget. Excuses, and all bad. But I do forget. Maybe I need to start leaving it out on the nightstand so I remember.
I just made a batch of cherry jam. I'm only going to make one this year. The kids are pretty much gone as of this weekend so I'm back to being just me. This time, Wendi's mom goes with her, or goes somewhere else. I'm finally heading back into somewhat sane territory with my life.
I tried explaining Miss June to this woman I dated a couple of times I don't know how many years back. She laughed at me. I quit seeing her after we were smooching on the couch and she asked me this question: "How much more can you do?"
I know: eeewwww.
But at the time, I didn't need the temptation. She wasn't going to be the one, so why play around with fire. So, I actually quit dating someone because she wanted to go too far. Never thought that would happen, but there were other things, too. That was just the last thing.
It's not easy being me.
The wrong ones seem to happen my way. It's difficult to say no. I liked the last lady I was dating and I enjoyed having a normal life for about a month and a half. But then the Lord reminded me of this when I told Him that: "What fun would that be?"
So I get to do this instead.
I said get to. I don't have to. I could go my own way, but the thing is that I know that it'll be at my own peril and one of two things would happen: I would get right back here where I'm at or worse, I would be stuck with a choice that wouldn't be as good as God's choice.
Surrender sounds like a pretty good option.
I find myself busier than I'd like to be these days. I have a tentative offer of a promotion at work, with a significant increase in pay. It'll come in handy because the house needs a new roof. I need to do some cosmetic repairs to the place too before I have it appraised. A new roof means a new bill that I'd much rather not have, but I can't not fix the roof either. Everything in life is a dilemma.
Insurance will cover some, but not all of the cost, I think.
But either way, it's getting re-roofed.
My home is 60 years old this year and I am only the second owner the house has known. It's more modern than it was when I bought it but there are things that need to be repaired. The basement was only partially restored so Wendi could move downstairs before her desire to kill me turned into actions. I don't think she hates me as bad as she used to, but I think we're both glad she found her own place.
With a sixty year old house, I've had some problems with plumbing, with electrical, and with home prices what they are in my neighborhood, I can afford a little bit of equity investment like a new roof, a new circuit breaker panel, and if I had the means, a new driveway would be on the wish list.
So some things will get fixed right away, like a cracked tile, and a bedroom that needs painted. Bigger projects will have to wait. I got the tractor running so mowing the back 40 is easier than it was the last time I did it, but ongoing commitments to the yard and the other yard I'm responsible for make the thing I need more than a deeper bank account balance at a premium: That thing is time.
I'm trying to stay busy these days. I'm trying to say no to the things I need to, trying to not think about things that are and shouldn't be and not think about things that should be but aren't at the same time. God gets to sort it out.
I just get to follow, and sometimes that's much easier than trying to figure it out for myself.
I haven't been writing much lately, either on here or in my prayer journal. I really need to get serious about that, by the way. God does so much in my life that it would behoove me to keep a record of just what all that stuff is.
I have a prayer journal but only write in it sporadically. I get busy and forget. I get tired and forget. I haven't made it a habit, so I forget. Excuses, and all bad. But I do forget. Maybe I need to start leaving it out on the nightstand so I remember.
I just made a batch of cherry jam. I'm only going to make one this year. The kids are pretty much gone as of this weekend so I'm back to being just me. This time, Wendi's mom goes with her, or goes somewhere else. I'm finally heading back into somewhat sane territory with my life.
I tried explaining Miss June to this woman I dated a couple of times I don't know how many years back. She laughed at me. I quit seeing her after we were smooching on the couch and she asked me this question: "How much more can you do?"
I know: eeewwww.
But at the time, I didn't need the temptation. She wasn't going to be the one, so why play around with fire. So, I actually quit dating someone because she wanted to go too far. Never thought that would happen, but there were other things, too. That was just the last thing.
It's not easy being me.
The wrong ones seem to happen my way. It's difficult to say no. I liked the last lady I was dating and I enjoyed having a normal life for about a month and a half. But then the Lord reminded me of this when I told Him that: "What fun would that be?"
So I get to do this instead.
I said get to. I don't have to. I could go my own way, but the thing is that I know that it'll be at my own peril and one of two things would happen: I would get right back here where I'm at or worse, I would be stuck with a choice that wouldn't be as good as God's choice.
Surrender sounds like a pretty good option.
I find myself busier than I'd like to be these days. I have a tentative offer of a promotion at work, with a significant increase in pay. It'll come in handy because the house needs a new roof. I need to do some cosmetic repairs to the place too before I have it appraised. A new roof means a new bill that I'd much rather not have, but I can't not fix the roof either. Everything in life is a dilemma.
Insurance will cover some, but not all of the cost, I think.
But either way, it's getting re-roofed.
My home is 60 years old this year and I am only the second owner the house has known. It's more modern than it was when I bought it but there are things that need to be repaired. The basement was only partially restored so Wendi could move downstairs before her desire to kill me turned into actions. I don't think she hates me as bad as she used to, but I think we're both glad she found her own place.
With a sixty year old house, I've had some problems with plumbing, with electrical, and with home prices what they are in my neighborhood, I can afford a little bit of equity investment like a new roof, a new circuit breaker panel, and if I had the means, a new driveway would be on the wish list.
So some things will get fixed right away, like a cracked tile, and a bedroom that needs painted. Bigger projects will have to wait. I got the tractor running so mowing the back 40 is easier than it was the last time I did it, but ongoing commitments to the yard and the other yard I'm responsible for make the thing I need more than a deeper bank account balance at a premium: That thing is time.
I'm trying to stay busy these days. I'm trying to say no to the things I need to, trying to not think about things that are and shouldn't be and not think about things that should be but aren't at the same time. God gets to sort it out.
I just get to follow, and sometimes that's much easier than trying to figure it out for myself.
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