thinkin' about tomorrow

Don't stop! sang Fleetwood Mac. " Yesterday's gone....yesterday's gone."   My head is finally clearing out a bit and the weather is nice so I feel kinda' sorta' human again.  The rigged up dryer quit yesterday so I'm hauling scrubs that two of us now share down to the grands for washing.  That was after the mega-huge garbage haul.  Currently there are no bags at all out back and that, as Martha would say, "is a good thing."  We take simple things to heart up here on the hill.  We had enough funeral food for  an army so the dogs got the last of the meat we were afraid of after a week.  So far, they're alive, well and happily lounging on the cool floor.  Lily the bitchcat has her ass to me in defiance because she hasn't eaten in an hour.  Same old simple daily life and to be honest, I'll take that any day over a caffeine fueled week of endurance training.
There are a couple of days off coming later in the week but after that it's 7 days of work and business.  BG is back with a client today for a few hours and seems to have found her niche.

Lori and Bubba will both be AWOL next weekend and me and BG will be working so there's that little parental transportation detail to take care of.  Little hiccups like that we can deal with....just please no more broken bones for awhile!  We have a new pastor and the one who has been there visited Mom in the hospital.  She likes both which means she will probably go more often.  Unless it rains, then it's a day to sleep in and preserve the hairdo.  She's still trying to get used to nighttime 02 and that messes her hair all up which is major, you know.  I cannot express the appreciation that I have for the cloud of witnesses that make up FUMC.  Connectionally speaking, those who have come and gone remain constants in my life and are a part of who I am.  When I was a teenager, we got our first ever associate whose big job was youth.  He rallied those of us who had survived MYF and youth choir and gave us something more appealing to the younger set.  What we take for granted now in the way of church and service opportunities for youth was not available "back in the day."   We mostly just listened to little old white haired ladies quote scripture.

Faith ~