It's been very cold in the mornings here the past week or so. I like to keep the thermostat set very low all the time, but first thing in the morning I get up and turn the heat up to luxurious, extravagant heights - soccer team and organic food heights, and then I sit around in my pajamas and feel the air temperature rise up to what I imagine other people's houses feel like. This only really works if I get up before everyone else does which fortunately hasn't been much of a problem lately because I've been up before five most days. Was it Simcha Fisher who wrote the 'early morning worries' post? The one about lying in bed thinking "Oh Lord, there's so much rhubarb". Hahaha. Yes. Oh, Lord, there is indeed flowing from your merciful hands a wealth of rhubarb. Please reign in the rhubarb slightly. Sincerely, your humble servant.
Anyway, I apparently also wrote a post about this, looking back, although I can't find it.
We're in the thick of fall insanity over here - especially in regards to David going to school. He's off to New York State soon to do some courses towards ordination and then back and then two more via a distance program and then a bit of a break and then two more through the same program, another through a different program, and then rounding of the school year with the final two in Michigan State. New York State is first, though - I have to get through that without dying. I deeply, deeply dislike the times I solo parent.
We're about halfway through running the Alpha program at the church, and I have stepped away from Bible study because the children are attending Awana on the same night, so we're pretty busy. Once Alpha is done, the first rush of courses should also be done, and it will be Christmas. Mustn't let the stress overtake the season of Advent, I tell myself, heaping yet more pressure on my head. Mustn't flail about.
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