The last few days have been very full. I've wanted to feel like I'm not wasting my life so I'm determined to be productive. Sunday, of course, is always full. I started the day baking bread started two days before but the oven got turned off accidentally (thank you, Bill for helping) so I had to restart it and rebake the bread. Fortunately I had started it very early--meaning 5:20. I was only 10 minutes late leaving for early morning rehearsal at church. Bill opened most of the doors inside and turned on most of the lights as well (usually my job while he parks the car, gets out the music and sets up the drum set). I was exactly on time for rehearsal after having made coffee for us for after rehearsal. I had a very bad one though. It didn't seem like Bill and I were on the same page, so to speak, at all. He made mistakes and I did too--all in all, not a very good time. I was having trouble listening to the sermon so it was good that I heard it twice. At home we had a quick leftover lunch and both of us hit the hay immediately afterward. We had to go to a graduation party for our Minister of Youth's daughter, I had to go from there to a VBS meeting and then we had evening service where Bill lead music and I played the piano (I had to practice the offertory between VBS and service.) We didn't watch very much tv that evening--too tired.
Yesterday I cleaned the house after getting up about 6:00. We had small group at our house that evening. At 11:00 I was to take my friend, M, to see a retirement home for her husband. It's one of 4 she's viewed in the past couple of weeks. It's very difficult for her since she really thought she was going to be able to care for him herself. She's had in-home care 5 days a week during the day that has helped her get away occasionally (one S or two?) but she has trouble moving him and he is becoming more and more unmoveable. She's almost to the desperate stage now. She loved the place, very beautiful and very organized and clean. The more extensive care section was the cleanest one I've ever seen, however, it is not a skilled care facility. I'm afraid after they assess his health status she may be surprised to learn that he does not even qualify for that facility. She was to talk to her son about what to do and I was to get back to her today and didn't. I'll call tomorrow morning. Small group was great even though I didn't get home until 4:45 and it was at 6:30 and I still had some cleaning to do. Bill helped though and we got it done. The group had its best discussion ever.
Today was basically a Find Birthday Presents for Caleb Day. I had to search for a couple of items he requested and found only one in town. The other I had to order online. I had a couple of others and just had to fill the rest of the package with candy--as I always do for 7 kids. I got it done and mailed. I've kept the house cleaned and picked up today. I love it clean but hate doing it. I put some Etsy stuff on tonight, typed my second of ten VBS sessions and cruised through flickr while Bill mowed the lawn. We had leftovers again--good, though--ribs from SmoKing. Yum. Compliments of M who took us both out to lunch yesterday. We watched a little tv and then Bill was in bed early and I'm doing this. Yes, I lead a quiet life. I like it that way. It makes me nervous thinking about how I have to lead 200 kids and workers in VBS for two sessions a day. I actually have to put on my "actor" mode--a totally different person than I am. I make it work with God's help. Thinking that one person may be saved in VBS is worth the effort--I keep telling myself.
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