What a busy week. I can’t believe I made it out alive! It’s been so slow at work for so long ~ I was completely caught off guard on a Friday that kept me hopping for 10 hours straight. And I always say, a bad day for a social worker is a little different than a bad day for a librarian ~ especially considering that I work for abused children.
Also very busy from being co-captain of our Justice Center’s Relay for Life team. How did I get roped into this? I love planning and organizing and event coordinating … but oh, my. I do not like fundraising ~ not one little bit! I remember when Former Husband and I used to take kids on missions trips … and I was most decidedly not in charge of the fundraising! {In fact, I do believe I said I would never do it again! But, I suppose as long as I never sell another Krispy Kreme doughnut … or never have to fork somebody’s lawn again, it will be ok.} My other co-captain, Tiffany, and I have been busy baker bees this week ~ making little treats to take to work for others to partake in … on a donation basis of course. We also had the brilliant idea that we would approach a local restaurant and see if they would partner with us in a karaoke fundraiser … but the poor proprieters had extremely limited English proficiency … and the lady just kept cocking her head and staring at us blankly. She finally ended our meeting with nearly shouting, “You no force customers to give money!” {We giggled all the way to the chairwoman’s house where we picked up more luminary bags.}
So I was very ready for this weekend, and it seems like this weekend was very ready for me, too! I slept until 10:00 {yes, 10:00!} on Saturday morning, which really never happens. Morning disc golf was cancelled and my poor body has been fighting off a yucky voice stealing cold for over a week. And I got to clean my house, which always sets things in order. I love the feeling of cleaning, straightening and organizing and then, sigh. Enjoying my newly found peace.
After a little house cleaning, my dear, new friend Lacey called to get coffee, and we spent a lovely late afternoon downtown, drinking Starbuck’s and shopping in our little downtown stores for Mother’s Day. I adore buying people gifts! The problem with our downtown is … I always find large furniture pieces I want to buy, as well. I found the cutest little table for my bedroom, but it will just have to wait. I, in all my order glory, have budgeted for the next few months, and this lovely little table just does not fit in right now!
I have one more week teaching on my kids church rotation ~ we do six weeks at a time ~ and while I adore our lovely kids, I am looking forward to sitting back, loving on them, having less responsibility ... and maybe taking a few weekends to visit family and go "back home." For right now, though, my little bed is calling me and I think I need to indulge in a late afternoon nap ... It's absolutely freezing outside {snow flurries expected tomorrow!} and I just want to snuggle under some covers. {Spring? Hello? Are you here yet?}
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Just reading about your week made me tired! That is so cute and funny about the owner shouting that at you.
I love buying furniture pieces as well. But, it doesn't fit in our budget either! I wish there were no budgets. The wine tasting sounds like fun. I have never been to one, but it is something that Matt and I would like to do at some point. The syrah is our new favorite wine too.
Thanks for the comment about Greg. He is pretty cute. But, he gets his looks from his dad...that is what everyone says anyways.
Hope to see you soon. And I want to know where spring is too. It is snowing right now..my yard is completely covered!
I've got teeny-tiny little spinach and lettuce plants up, snuggling safely under their freeze proof blankie! If you live in Oregon, THIS is spring!
Have I ever shared with you the fact that you were one of the reasons I stuck with blogging in the first place? Yep. It was sharing the heavy metal (no pun intended, lol) Juvy food trays that did it. Seriously.
So many trails we've trod in two short years. In time those wandering paths will come to make ultimate sense: like Moses and the Isrealites wandering in the desert--it was necessary that we walk those paths in order for God's will to be accomplished in our lives.
One thing, I don't worry about who loves me--I only care that those whom I love know that they are indeed beloved.
I share your disinclination towards fundraising- I'd rather have latrine duty then ask people for donations.
Glad to hear you had a bit of fun down-time; one must recharge & it sounds like you found a few goods ways to do so.