Still Trying

Yup, I'm still trying to figure out life.  Not really feeling successful at it.

The Husband is ready to put his app on Apple's app store.  It's been one obstacle after another.  For a company who prides themselves on being "user friendly", this experience hasn't been that.  The poor man has been frustrated, and with good reason.  He is currently in working on finalizing it (again) and hoping that this time it will take.

Rarely snow here.

In the meantime we've been to a couple more training meetings for our new calling.  It is very very slowly beginning to make some sort of sense, though I suspect it'll be quite some time before we feel comfortable.  I hope we don't throw in the towel before that time.  This was not something we sought or even contemplated.  Trying to be patient.

We've been in a real dry spell for movies lately and it's left us a feeling a bit at-loose-ends on Saturdays, that's been such a part of our weekends for so long.  I'm less and less willing to spend money on something we're pretty sure won't be worth it. We haven't even been watching much tv lately.  Been reading a lot and chatting a lot.  Life has felt different.

Sunday night the weatherpeople were sounding the alarm about the storm coming through.  I was mentally shrugging them off - they're so often way off the mark.  This one?  They pegged!  If The Husband had still been working for an employer on Monday he'd have had to take the day off.  He did nothing the entire day but plow the snow, shovel the snow and between times try to warm up.  The wind seemed fierce, we have windows covered with snow for the very first time - including my kitchen one. Then Tuesday morning I got up to check the temp and it was only 3 degrees outside. That's right - three.  Mostly ice everywhere we looked. 

Snowy Kitchen window.

I decided I was too much of a wuss to tackle the hill up to yoga so I tread the machine in the basement.  What a luxury that is to own. Was down there again this morning, felt too icy still to be out on the trail under the trees - no bit of sunshine penetrates to the pavement this time of year and it's still mostly dark when I'm out there.  Absolutely can't risk breaking some fragile bone of mine. and more snow is predicted for  the next nearly 48 hours.  At least now, it isn't so cold.

We actually stopped yesterday at the library.  I felt like a kid in a candy store.  Wanted to read everything on the shelves.  It just plain felt good.  One that I've already started might be a send-back-unfinished but that's another of the benefits of the library.  Easily done. No guilt.

We also stopped in at another fast food joint I've been wondering about because we've never tried it. El Pollo Loco.   Grilled - whether fire grilled or regular grilled chicken is among my especial favorites.  This was just yummy.  And I was thrilled to get some veggies (broccoli and salad) with my meal.  Don't very often feel virtuous about my food, but this was guilt-free.  Why is food such a continual issue for us?  Why can't I just have the sweets that I so love whenever I want in whatever amount I want and not have it be detrimental to my health?

And now, I'm home in stretchy pants, flannel shirt and warm socks.  Snug and warm and happy to be in my favorite place.  Grateful for people who are kind when they can tell you've a few small misgivings.  For nowhere else to go today.  Grateful for dinner plans already in place (I'm experimenting with homemade nachos - it'll be fine even if I flub it) and plenty of good things to read and for something to practice on the piano.  Those things that help me be grateful are good and needful things.