We returned from Denver last Sunday evening and of course have been running. Yesterday, the appraiser came and the house needed to be clean. Seriously, 8 hours of work for their 30 minute visit.
Today, we're off at the church for some work time and then lunch and home again.
Not really much to write about. It's the mundane.
Hmm, life is made of the mundane isn't it? If it weren't for the routine which brings comfort, we'd all be spinning madly out of control!
I keep thinking: Lord, order my days. With so much to do, let me focus on what MUST be done and not be caught in the little things and miss your timing and purpose.