Chaos Runs In On Elephants Toes

Some days I can't believe my day goes by as fast as it does.

It seems I get a few things done, sit down to work on something else and the day is over. The little people are returning and the after school before bed time mania begins.

You know what I'm talking about. The time of day when the kids come home from their various schools on foot and by bus. They are hungry, tired, cranky and stressed out. They have homework to do and a long list of pent up things to talk about. They're loud and messy. They dump homework and food wrappers everywhere. They whine about homework and even their most beloved after school activities. The babies wake up. The dogs want out. Then they want in. Dinner needs making. Those dogs need feeding. Baths and showers have to happen. There's dinner table talk and bed time stories. There are back packs to pack and tuck in's to do.

Finally the moment of silence.

Could they all really be asleep? Could it be time to get back to all the other chores?

Perhaps it's just time to go to bed.

Ah, a scattered post today. My mind is at odds, overflowing.

Over the weekend, did the Beth Moore simulcast of So Long Insecurity. Loved it. Went ahead and bought the book on Sunday. Yup, that good.

A blog friend lost a sister to brain cancer. A real life friend has an itty bitty baby in the NICU. I can't even look at the photos. It paralyzes me in a way. Quite a few young friends are having some intense ups and downs in life. One of my very dearest friends called me out of the blue this morning and we had the most wonderful chat and she took the time to pray for my little family. It was awesome. My most bestest friend in all this lifetime is still silent and I am loosing my bearings in it. I know you sneak over here now & again. I still understand your silence. I do. I'm waiting and missing you.

I sent in my very first set of assignments today. After much fiddling around with all the technological aspects of it, it's done. And now I feel a bit like vomiting. To think I will wait a few weeks to have feed back, ugh, but, faster than snail mail. Every moment of it, I can't believe I'm really doing it. Hopefully over the course of the next 2 years as I do this, I will not feel like vomiting every time I send in an assignment. Maybe I'll grow used to it.