This n That

Oh, well! I knew going into this that I'd probably keep it up for a while then wander off. I'm terrible at journaling, so why did I think I'd remember to post anything? That's what experiments are for, though, to learn something.

Perhaps part of the problem was that I've been displaced and travelling between Houston and Beaumont. That drive sure gets old quickly!! And was I grateful when the opportunity of a place to stay in town opened up? You betcha!! It's not 'home' but at least I'm not spending so much time and gas on interstate 10.

It's amazing how disorienting things have been. Advent is just on our doorsteps and yet it still feels like August/September. And it's not just the fairly warm weather that accounts for the time slippage. We decorated the sanctuary last Sunday and it felt surreal. There was a part of me that wanted to put the boxes back in the basement and another part of me that hoped the decorating would somehow 'ground' me at the proper time and place. I'm not sure it worked. At least I'm a little more aware of the 'when' I'm in. The where may take some doing - and may not happen until I finally get back in my own home. Still not sure when that'll happen, but probably sometime before the end of this century (I hope).

A friend emailed a wonderful Christmas Light Show, which was a spirit lifter. Some person with way too much time on their hands had set up their Christmas lights to 'dance' along with some music. The synchronized light show is a hoot! I decided to save it, so I can come back to it later as the spirit moves me. *smile* A three-minute pick-me-up - what a wonderful blessing!! I don't think I'm going to do much decorating of my own this year, so it's good to have something to fall back on.

Thanksgiving was really nice. I had a wonderful meal with some of my church family and then we played a dice game called 10,000 (I think that's its name). Simple fun - just what the doctor ordered! AFterward I went back to the home I'm house-sitting in while waiting the repair of my own home. The dog was happy to see me and, for once, decided snuggling was in order. That is, until I made the mistake of moving my feet. She just plain hates feet! We're both semi-settled in here, but you can tell she's not quite adapted. Anytime I leave the house, she wants to go with me. I think she's hoping I'll take her to our familiar place. We've been there - and it's not familiar - so she wanders around with a puzzled look on her face. I have this feeling it looks a lot like my own.

The other day I was driving in to the office and noticed several houses with neatly manicured yards and no visible blue roofing. I found myself feeling quite angry with their owners for having things already back in place while my life was a disheveled mess. It didn't seem fair that they didn't at least have a pile of limbs waiting at the curb for pickup. My secretary wondered if I'd been participating in "drive by cursings". *chuckle* Of course, I had to say Yes!

*sigh* Guess I'd better call it quits for right now. Maybe I'll post again soon........then again, maybe not. I'll probably wait until I have something of insignificance to say. *smile* Later!