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Don’t forget your second wind
Sooner or later you’ll feel that momentum kick in
(One more time!)
Don’t forget your second wind
Sooner or later you’ll feel that momentum kick in

Don’t forget your second wind
(You’re only human, ooo-ooo)

From Billy Joel’s Only Human (Second Wind).

Felt it hit my sails yesterday. Woke up ready to have a gameplan. Was someone praying for me? It felt like it! Shut off the Boob-Tube and took the kids to the library. From there we hit a couple of stores and came home with some writing books, math stuff, and fun books that are based on some of their favorite characters (Judy B. Moody and Harry Potter). They plunged into the books, loving freshly sharpened pencils and something cerebral to do. One can only veg to PBS for so long….

I’m reading to them Chew On This, by Eric Schlosser, the author of Fast Food Nation. (I’m too lazy to go find a link to Amazon right now).  Probably not so timely as we have more fast food in our diet than usual with with moving-mayhem currently a part of our existance, but interesting stuff nonetheless.

Today I’ve got tons of paperwork to assemble, a menu to make and food to shop for, and a house to clean. Who knows when we’re actually moving?!? Irony of ironies, all my little whispered perphery prayers/dreams are happening: I”m going to see the fullness of my garden, since we’ll be here past the end of this month, maybe all the way into the next. Yesterday sunflowers bloomed and there a few full ears of corn. Tomatoes are getting a slow start but some come in every day. David can stay at the local UPS and get us over the insurance hump, helping with, and maybe even eliminating, the problem of the 63 days. I’m probably going to be able to build my chicken house in small, more manageable sections, since they are going to need bigger space before the move. I was getting a bit nervous about my ability to construct the big thing at one time.

So today I”m a redhed with a mission. We’ve got a new plan for conflict resolution that seems to be a big improvement and may help greatly on our goal of greater affection between siblings. We’ll buckle in and adjust to this pattern of not having meal times together or only seeing dad on the weekends; it’s not going anywhere for awhile. Might as well establish a routine on the front side of it rather than constantly watching the clock and wishing every day that it would be different. That takes more than a little faith: my tendancy is to fight against what I know is hurting our unity and wholeness rather than trust that it is only for a season. But the trusting is what makes it less damaging; there is less disruption and turmoil.

Today I’m going to be the breeze. I’m going to come and go and bend and flex and be refreshing.  I won’t blow too strongly and I won’t be absent and let things stagnate. I’m only human…ooo oooo ooo

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