Work and Wonder

Well, today I go back to work.  It's with children who are intelligent enough to drive me crazy, so my plan is to quietly empower them with something that they are all wanting very much.  To read and read some more using one book that they all love and fall all over themselves to read.  "Pack your problems outside the door and proceed to victory!"  is my cry. So with prayers before, during and after...I go.  Taking them one on one, they are joys, it's just the mix of them all at once, with their insecurities spilling over, obliterating the reading...the ego inflated so they can't see what they have to do.  Tired, want to go home...but redirecting energy, I want them as pumped as I have been...with hope...that they can learn and catch on and on and on.

Moving Thoughts

Some time off.  I would rather work, although it is nice to sleep in for a few days.  I spent too much time trying to figure out where we are going to live when the short sale goes through.  I get lots of opinions and I have plenty of my own.  Everyone wants us to live near them (it's nice to be wanted), problem is, getting there when there is more debt than we've ever seen vs. not enough to cover it let alone move anywhere.  We do have a tent or two.  Even the one situation that we thought we could move to rent free for a while til we pay off and build up a nest egg, has been cracked by further investigation.  Do we look for a loan mod on a house that is 200 grand underwater...and that is after it's lost 1/3 of it in value? May be time for the "B" word.  Didn't want to, but here we are.  Even so, I know that God is with us...He will catch us. He knows and He knows what we need to do. He will tell us in His time and it will be the best thing.  Until then, every chance I get, I am selling, throwing and cleaning out. Also, remembering to breathe and pray.  Often.

A New Hat: The Decession Sees Me Employed.

It's been 17 years since my last contract, but since my husband's business had been on ice, I needed to help out. After 9 months of searching every turn of the employment web, Yes!!! I have a job.  And even rarer, one in teaching.  Grateful am I. Then three weeks into my new employment, and surviving a 5 hour exam to see if I still know my stuff, I am recovering from some mild hives. It's the weekend, my lessons are sketched out, I am rested, there's a bit more time to savor.


It's good to reflect on what "hard times" have done for me.  When my attitude is stuck on complain at the lacks then I have an awful time, but there's been a closeness to my sisters that I haven't known since childhood.  One sister who listens, gives feedback with much encouragement and prayers; another who listens with empathy from her challenges and sends me a check every month; and yet another who compares notes with me on our short sales.  There have been many consolers along the way, many other sisters and brothers sharing in the pain. In fact, there's a closeness here, that is comforting.  The self-sufficiency is tossed up on the shelf like a worn out rag. The checker at grocer's shared her frustration at her husband not being able to get a job after now, 2 years, and of possibly having to rent out her house and move in with her mother to make ends meet. Another friend who is tired having to work extra hours because her husband lost his job.  People are frustrated, but more are looking for solutions and even looking up, asking for Help, transparent in their pain.  Creative solutions that can't always be seen, they are there, they are there.