Life is good

Well it has been a spell since I’ve been able to sit down and write in my journal. A busy life is responsible for that. Much has happened since last I took finger to the keyboard. All of it has been wonderful yet also an adjustment to my spirit and body.

Lets see. Well there was Bob’s and my anniversary on Saturday. That was wonderful!! We are living by a very strict budget right now and the kids know that. So the dearhearts went in together to give us the funds to go out and have a splurge dinner. Anyone that knows Bob and I and has seen us with their own eyes has to know that when it comes to food we don’t play around. I took this very serious knowing that we were going to a steak and rib joint. I decided to not eat all day in preparation. Oh yeah…I’m not some timid little demur eyelash-batting wench feigning no appetite. This woman went for the gusto. Get this. An 18 oz. t-bone with a sidekick of ribs. Bring it on baby! The only thing that came home was the bone for the dog. I’m a legend at that restaurant now. Ha! Bob did have trouble finishing his. I called him a lightweight. We did enjoy ourselves thoroughly. OH….but we did have an hour and a half wait for our table. Most people would hate that. Not us. We sat in the lounge watching the second half of the Packer game. AWESOME!!!

I started work on Monday. That’s right, I have a job. Was I looking? No. I received a phonecall from the sweetest person on the planet Thursday asking me if I had ever considered working in a bookstore. Ok, Bob is frightened when I walk into a bookstore because I devour everything. He claims we are getting swamped out of our own house by books. Would I like working in a bookstore? I can only think of one thing better and that would to be able to eat anything I want and be and stay a size 8. Let me bask in that thought for a moment-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ahhhhhhhhh. That one is just a pipe dream. The bookstore is a reality and it feels just as good. I cannot tell you how many levels of answered prayer this job is. It covers the economical, spiritual, personal and yes even physical. God works in wonderous ways.

Speaking of physical….I cannot tell you how many muscles have been awoken from a long hibernation and are screaming. I just finished day three and it is easing up a bit but I still have a ways to go before it all settles in. Did you know that really really deep. I’m saying deep, deep down, that there are muscles in the tush? I’m sure I knew that at one time when they weren’t as deep but since they have gone to the sub regions they have kind of lain dormant and unnoticed. They essentially were forgotten. They wake up cranky.
I did have a rough night last night with some episodes that were a bit stronger then they have been since last I was hospitalized. I think it was a mixture of fatigue and stress that may have triggered them. I’m hoping that once I adjust and find a routine that they will go back to being muffled if not gone all together. I prefer the latter. I don’t know. Maybe it was satan trying one last try at keeping me in check. Maybe he was trying to keep me holed up at home afraid and timid. He lost. The Lord provides me with the strength and the desire to push past that. Thank you Lord Jesus.