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Sunday evening and all is well

I made it though the week.

Three classes.

Conferences for all three kids.

Asia out of town.

Two sick kids.

Two trips to the doctor.

Typing, formatting and publishing a huge booklet for the school auction.

Laundry, dinner and household chores? Totally ignored.

It was pretty ugly around here.

But it's over.

My classes were a success, the auction went off without a hitch, and I'm finally caught up on my laundry.

Asia is home.

The kids are starting to feel better.

And I'm feeling more relaxed than I have in weeks.

I get to make pies tomorrow.

I love baking.

And I make really good pumpkin pie.

Had a phone call from an old friend today.

We talked for a long time.

I hung up refreshed. And thankful. And happy.

All good things.

Contentment is good for the soul.

Hugs, ya'll.

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  1. I'm glad to hear that all is well.

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  2. Cathy, I too am glad everything is back to normal. Sick kids are not fun, especially with your husband out of town.
    I meant to tell you that I loved your comment on my stamping blog. That little arm in the photo of new stamps belongs to my oldest son, Harrison. :)

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  3. Anonymous6:03 PM

    so glad to hear the joy in your words friend
    love you
    happy thanksgiving
    god bless!

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  4. Something I have been thinking about- Do you think laundry and dishes belong on the to-do list? I mean, they will always be there then, won't they?

    MMM... pumpkin pie. I can't wait for Thursday! Andy is baking tomorrow :)

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  5. So glad Asia is home and life is calming down a bit for you (if a Mom can ever have a calm life that is!!)

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