Was talking to a friend the other day and she mentioned how fast time is going all the time. Even when we have a stretch of time on any given day, it still seems like the days are flying past. We have lots to do (like clean out, pare down, get rid of stuff) but no momentum to do it. I'm constantly concerned about leaving too much for the kids to do when we leave this earth. It weighs on me. We still have too much stuff in spite of my best efforts.
But I diverge. Was going over the week's list with The Husband on our morning walk - sort of a daily ritual we have. I hope I have enough time, energy and money to take care of it all. (It feels like lately nothing is less than a couple hundred dollars and I worry all the time about how we'll manage.)
Yesterday's Primary Program in Sacrament meeting was fine. The kids are cute though our primary feels small. When we moved into the area the ward had tons of kids, double primary nurseries. They've all grown up. Now we have lots and lots in our Young Men / Young Women groups, but even those seem to be thinning out.
We had an appointment with one of our Stake Presidency. I was convinced it was to be formally released from our service mission at the Bishop's Storehouse. Was totally right. Up to a point. For some reason they had The Husband being released, but me being there for another year. Odd, right? But not unexpected given our experience with how this particular area "manages" (in quotes because it's often kind of loosey-goosey) things. They were equally dis-organized when we started our mission - I had to babysit the process all the way along. He asked if I wanted to stay another year. No. So we're both officially finished. I was impressed that they would take the time to formally release us. It generally felt like we were just out there doing our thing without any one being any the wiser about us, felt pretty much invisible. So it was nice to have a personal visit / chat and feel "seen" and somewhat recognized.
My wrist / hand is still troublesome. The buddy-taping of my two smallest fingers is a dramatic help for the pain. It's just inconvenient to not be able to move my fingers properly. It takes a long time to heal something you can't really rest.
Today The Husband will work on replacing the sprinkler control. Fingers crossed that fixes the problem. I'm a bit weary of spending so much money on water. Our bill is w-a-y too high. Costco will be happy for our visit today- my list is long.
Grateful today for kind people who are patient with old people. Grateful for a text from a granddaughter who asked if she could drop off some homemade cookies (always!!) , looking forward to seeing her in a little while. Grateful for being able to accomplish a few things that helps us to feel somewhat useful. Grateful for prayer - my friend has another cancer that has cropped up. A biopsy will show what kind and how to treat. She doesn't need this but I will continue to pray for her and do what I can to help her feel valued. And grateful today for the fall weather. A welcome respite from the summer heat (though I know we're not completely done with the heat for the year, not yet.)
And I meant to link this very thought provoking and well written article. Sacrament Agree or not, it is a good thing to contemplate.
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