Not doing much.
I've had a bit of a headache.
Need to be doing more. Like unloading dishwasher. Reloading dishwasher. Changing out laundry. Vacuuming popcorn kernels from the carpet. Removing rings around the toilets.
Reading and messing around on the computer instead.
And shaving off "slivers" of chocolate cake every 30 minutes or so.
Kind of down and nervous with the anticipation of the school year. What will it be like?
The only good thing I've done today is run and decide on Felix's school. Morrison Heights Baptist Child Development Center is where he'll be going. It is expensive-ish and I'm having a hard time with the whole thing.
I've been having food "issues", which is my first weird thing I go to when I feel like I'm not in control of what the heck is going on. The whole summer has been "food issue" summer.
I wish friends could come over for coffee. And a laugh. And to tell me that it's okay for me to not be in control.
Must get off my butt and do something. The house is a wreck.
Quinn came home to find me a weepy mess and, upon my explanation for my tears, quoted
16 Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.
In Greek. From memory. How sexy is that? I'm encouraged by him.