Hey there friends! It's been a couple weeks hasn't it? I don't have much time to chat today. I suddenly have two weeks of work to accomplish in the next two days. Not sure how I'm going to swing that. But, I'm going to try. It's 7:45 and I've been here at my desk for nearly an hour. Already watered the flowers, woke up my girls and changed out their water and food. First meeting starts in 60 minutes.
Truth be told, I keep pushing an anxious nausea away. What I have to accomplish is maybe not possible. And certainly will not be healthy if I do pull it off.
However, as soon as I push that anxious thought away, I find another waiting patiently right behind it. John. I came home yesterday to find he was already there. The front door and back doors open - his shoes on the patio - my man was in the back yard feeding our girls 'a treat.' My heart melted. I ran out a few minutes later for a girls night, said goodbye to him as he began the dishes. And I came home hours later to find him well into moving everything out of our "workshop" and into our office - reorganizing, cleaning, taking care of so many things on our long list of to-do's for the week - creating a guest room. We spent the next several hours of the night cleaning, moving, folding. I'm so glad I get to work beside and with this man for the rest of my life. I'm glad that when I face impossible tasks - successful or not - I get to find him at the end of the day.