Outside my window…still hot – but not as hot. There are actually upper 80’s in the 10 day forecast. Fall is coming.
I am thinking…about a much needed weekend and how exhausting four day week’s can be. Caleb’s cough is going on 3 weeks, and not responding to antibiotics. Praying we don’t need a trip to the ER this weekend. I fear it’s going to be a long winter for him.
I am hearing…Matt Redman’s You Never Let Go playing on my iPhone. Caleb and Ian watching Max & Ruby on Nick Jr.
I am thankful for…the amazing story God has given us as He’s lead Tom into this first official pastorate…this wonderful parsonage, that fits us so well…the church members, who have all gone so out of their way to love on us.
I am praying for…God’s vision of what it looks like for me to be the pastor’s wife…His vision of where the needs are in this community…a vision and a plan for reaching them.
Toward a healthier me….somewhere, in the move and the crazy week preceding it, I lost my gym mojo and am struggling to get it back. Meal planning is back in swing, which is definitely helping…but the gym is a necessity.
The point could probably be made that I’m trying to will Fall.
From the kitchen.. I’ve been using <a href="Plan to Eat” target=”_blank”>Plan to Eat for about a month now and I can’t believe how it has revolutionized and streamlined my meal planning and list making process. It took me about 2 hours to set up with my favorite recipes and it takes me 5 minutes to plan meals and put together my grocery lists. And adding new recipes takes just a minute or two. I don’t know why I waited so long to try it.
I am wearing…pajamas still. Workout clothes next.
I am creating…blossoms.
I’ve been wanting to try them for over a year after seeing a tutorial online and finally found time last weekend. Hanna and I are planning on making up a few dozen for the Holiday Bazaar our church takes part in at the beginning of November.
I am going…to clean the floors (so much more to mop!) and tackle the table of indecision (photos, wall decor and other stuff I just don’t know what to do with.
I am reading…oh goodness…it’s been a reading binge around here. I finally read The Help a few days ago. It was good – really good – but I think the reviews I’ve read calling it the next To Kill a Mockingbird are a bit much. I’ve also been borrowing the Yada Yada Prayer Group books from our church library and seriously am addicted to them. Plus, the Game of Thrones series.
I think in the past two weeks, I’ve read at least 10 novels. Definitely a binge.
Toward a healthier me…I think I’ve finally settled into a good routine for weight loss after some serious struggles for the past few months. I’ve lost almost 7 pounds and about 6 inches in the last month. Changing up my workout – running a few times a week, the gym a few days a week and the 30 Day Shred DVD on days neither of those will work. Protein and fat every time I eat. I’m far less hungry with no more sugar cravings. I’m about 10 pounds away from maybe starting to fit into the jeans and winter clothes I saved from before I got sick and gained 70 pounds in 4 months…and about 20 or so from my tentative goal.
It feels good.
On keeping home…I think I’ve finally found a rotation that works. Still a few tweaks, but there seems to be an order coming to my days.
Monday – laundry
Tuesday – ironing. maybe? I really hate ironing, but it should be done. I suppose.
Wednesday – batch cooking and baking
Thursday – laundry again
Friday – deep cleaning
It leaves us with the weekends completely free other than the kid’s rooms and Hanna’s bathroom, and those are their responsibilities. We do a little picking up each day/sweeping/whatever is necessary each day and if I keep to this, the house really seems to stay lovely. Right now, it’s working.
A verse for this week:
He must become greater; I must become less. John 3:30
A few plans for the rest of the week:
Yes, I might be crazy.
Here is picture for thought I am sharing:
My favorite little area in our house – our house rules, some of my Margaret Hudson pieces, a picture of my great-grandparents soon after they were married, and quilts in the cupboard below made by my grandmothers.
I smile every time I walk past it…which is probably about a hundred times a day.