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Two posts in a week? Getoutahere!!!

So yeah, I'm going to post again - a mere two days from my last post.

Crazy.

But there's stuff on my mind - lots of random, silly stuff and I want to put it down.

Somehow writing on the blog helps me let go of stuff.

So here goes.

  • I'm really struggling lately with productivity. Not sure what's going on with that, but I find myself practically glued to the couch - or the chair - or the bed (nappy me...) There are oodles of things I could be doing. And instead I sit there feeling badly about all the things I don't do. If I could change one thing about myself, it would be this tendency in myself. I have never been naturally industrious. I think perhaps I need to sit down and make some lists and work from them... set some goals. Anything. I would like to blame it on Seasonal Affect Disorder, which I struggle with, but really, this blob-ish part of me can rear it's ugly head any time of year. So no - I'll just say that I'm lazy and now that I've said it out loud, maybe I'll be inclined to do something about it.
  • Three weeks from today I will be halfway through a week spent in Chicago with the intern team from church. We're going on a 'missional exposure' trip - to see firsthand some of the amazing things God is doing in the city. Last week our leader passed out an article for us to read written by a Moody professor, who (get this!) was the man who recruited me to go to City Team way back in the late 80's. Wow. Small world. Sounds like we're going to hang out with him for a bit while we're there... I'm so excited to see him and hear about where God has taken him in the past 20 years... who would have thought we'd cross paths again?
  • I am continuously amazed by the three young people living in my house. Watching my sister-in-law dance with my nephew at his wedding last weekend really brought it to the forefront of my mind, that these amazing little people are going to leave me. And soon. Nobody really thinks about it when you're knee deep in diapers and sticky faces and exhaustion... but I'm quickly approaching the years when they're gone more than they're here, and then they really are going to be gone. G.O.N.E. Of course, it's the natural progression of life... but that doesn't make it any easier to imagine life without them. (And I've always been purposeful about having my own life and not being one of those moms who is so caught up in her kids that when they leave she has no idea who she is... but still...) Of course there are things I look forward to about that stage in our lives, but the more quickly it approaches, the more overwhelming it seems to me...
  • I usually have to re-heat my coffee at least three times before I get through the cup. I only like coffee if it's really hot. And all of my coffee mugs are large. Of course, that really isn't anything you care about, now is it? But it's something I've noticed about myself lately. And since it's my blog, I want to write it down. It's part of my days lately, the carrying of the coffee cup all around as I go about my morning and the needing to stick it back into the microwave again...
  • Someone in our part of town has been poisoning dogs with rat poison-laced meatballs... randomly throwing them into people's yards... the dogs die very quickly. So far I think four dogs have died. What a horrible thing to do. I hope they catch whoever is doing it - and soon. I hate feeling like I need to scan the yard for mysterious objects every time I let the dog out... it makes me sick to think of those poor people who had to watch their dogs die such a painful, horrible death. Sick. Like I don't have enough to worry about with my Gracie girl... (who by the way has been pretty healthy lately - and even got through a whole weekend with a dog-sitter while we were away at the wedding without getting sick. Yay!)
  • Methinks garage sales may be starting up early this year because of our unseasonably warm winter and early spring!!!

Okay. I think that's all. On with my day...

Have a lovely weekend, friends.

Comments

  1. :).. the seasons do fly by, don't they?
    I too hope they catch the person who is hurting dogs. Lots of prayers.

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  2. Fellow coffee-reheater here. I just wish the microwave didn't change the taste so much. Blech!

    Any time I get a latte, I order it extra-hot, because I like to sip and enjoy it.

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  3. Kathy, you hang in there...they will always love home and love to come home. You have made a beautiful home. I like my coffee so hot it burns my tongue so it stays hot...must be a girly thing! Read Matthew 6:25-34 and be encouraged and do not worry my friend!

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  4. Oh, I mean Cathy!

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  5. The coffee thing must be inherited? My cup is always getting cold and I have to stick it in the microwave. (What did we do before we had them)I can remember Grandma Young always reheating her coffee too.
    Yes, kids do grow up fast but you can't convince people with little ones it will ever end and then the next thing you know they are walking out the door. Yes, they return but in a different way - but it is good!

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  6. Anonymous9:19 AM

    Cate- its the weather, and the GREY, i know this to be true. things will change when the sun returns and GREY goes. achh

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