Drop the attitude Sleep

I am grumpy at 5 in the morning. Well, now it is 5:30. I have been up since 4:30. Maybe I should just say I am grumpy in the morning.

Why am I up?

Do I have a job to go to?  No.

Am I up to start on wifely duties like making bread from scratch so it is warm and ready by the time my hubby wakes up?  ha. no.  (For the record, I have never made bread and don't know that I ever will.)

Do I have some giant and exciting plans waiting for me?  Nope. There is a desk waiting for a final coat of paint and a shirt waiting for some more stitches. I do not think either necessitates being up before the sun.

Am I up this early to piously commune with the Lord?  No. Seeing as the answer to my 1st question was no, I really have the luxury of waiting until a more holy time of day.  (meaning a time where the sun is up!)

So............... why am I up?

I am up because normal sleep and I are rarely friends.  I actually like sleep. I enjoy its company. Apparently the feeling is not mutual.  Thankfully, this past week sleep and I have gotten along fairly well...until now. 

Since I have no job, it isn't a big deal not to sleep normally.  It was more of a problem when I had to work at 7 and instead of waking up "early" at 4:30 I was waking up at 2:30. Now, I can just go back to bed whenever I happen to feel tired again. I was hoping that today, the back to bed would be sooner rather than later, but it feels like I will be up for at least a little longer. I am holding out until 6 to make coffee and breakfast.  Almost there!!!!!!!

Sweet Sleep

Dear Europe,

Please, I beg of you, keep your nudity confined to your own. We do not want to see it on the beach, we do not want to see it in peaceful hot springs, when we take all pains to turn the other way, we do not want to see it swam in front of us, and we especially do not want to see it practicing yoga in our direct line of view.
I thank you for your kind compliance and understanding.

Love,
Me.




Well, the last 2 weeks have been full of some stress and business with a wonderful break in there to celebrate  our anniversary.  Aside from necessitating the above request, our weekend away was wonderful. Since home we have attacked our house and slowly it has begun to look a little more like this:

and a little bit less like this:

I have decided I don't like unpacking.  BUT I love an organized house, so persevere I must.  :)

I think a nap is in order first!

To Journal

I need to start journaling again. Why, you ask?  Well because today as I was unpacking I found lots of old journals that were filled. I LOVE filled journals- they make me excited.

So full and satisfied

And, I found lots of journals that are just longing to be filled with my deep thoughts and clever quips. Ha :)

Can't you just sense their longing?

AND this journal -provided by the great Elizabeth Wilson- is horrifically mostly empty.

I love maps and this journal!

I do not like partially filled journals unless I am actively pursuing the filling of them. So, there you go and here I go.  ONWARD journaling!


SIDE NOTE: (bottom note?):  I am inside. I can only see the sky from one bit of window- it is blue (the sky, not the window).  Another window, out of view, is cracked. I can smell the rain. I can't hear it or see it- only smell.

I love that!  I love the smell of rain in the desert. I love that rain is such a big deal here and is so needed. It is such a good reminder of our continued dependence on the Lord and of His continued blessing to us.  Love it!

New house preview

I probably should have waited until we settled in at our new house before starting a blog.  It has been many days since my last post! Well, here are some pictures to describe the last 2 weeks. Right now, it doesn't look quite as bad as it does in the pictures, but there is still a lot of work to do! 

Justin loading up 1 of 4 truck & trailer loads

Living Room

Buster overseeing the work

Dining Room-please know the walls are LIME green

Office- or Study as I like to pretentiously call it

Funk not being very helpful