Thank you God for this day! July 16, 2008

As I look out the door of my bedroom, I am once again astounded by Gods work.  So insteaded of writing I’m going to put on my running shoes and enjoy his gift. 

Well, as usual things didn’t go the way I thought they would.  Instead of putting on my running shoes I accidently made the mistake of walking into the kitchen.  I saw that the flowers needed to be watered, my step daughters lunch needed to made, towels needed to go into the dryer (I put them in the washer at 4 a.m.), I wanted to put some tea out to brew in the sun, I had picked up a new mint plant at the farmers market that needed to be planted.  By the time all this was done it was time for me to start our family morning routine:  Try to arouse our 2 youngest 2 & 6, feed them cloth them and prepare them for their day.  Oh, and our cleaning fairy – Carol is coming to clean today.  You know what that means, time to clean before she cleans.  What a great feeling it is to walk into a clean home once every two weeks-Bless you Carol!  Well, I’m off to start the day!  (I work 9-4:30 at my husband’s Chiropractic office)  Time to put on a different pair of shoes- sandals

Work is a little uneasy today, we have to let the new girl go.  She just didn’t fit the mold.  It has been very uncomfortable because I know my husband is letting her go tonight.  So, as usual, I’m search for the employee that fits the mold-Again!   It is so hard to find anyone that has any enthusasim about working. 

I went to my personal trainer today.  Running shoes!   Boy, does he make me run among other fun activities:  100 Lunges, 100 Push-ups, 50 Pull-ups, ETC…  I wish I had more time to get in better shape.  It is so hard on me when I only work out once a week.  I made a pack to run/walk 10 miles a week.  I’ve only done 2.5 so far.  Maybe I can get a run in tonight.

I got to talk to my son today.  Background:  He has been living outside our home for 7 months.  Blended our two families have been really tough.  His Father has petitioned the courts for full custody.  What a strain this is on my marriage & my relationship with my son.