A September Reprieve

I spent most of today doing laundry, which was a pleasing and simple task that left me  a lot of time to think.  Saturday was a tumult of emotion as Doug and I spent the entire day in foster to adopt classes.  As usual the classes were numbingly depressive in the stoic despair of the situation.  I sometimes wish that I could take the hurt from all these kids, help them to experience joy, and childhood again.  We are hoping to give that to a couple of kids.  We are hoping to make a difference.

As I mentioned awhile back, God has been on the tender mercy trail with me.  I have made a newish friend.  She is a little bit of heaven in the crazy and that is lovely.  We had a delightful time on Friday, and talked for hours and hours and hours.  From nime a.m. to midnight.  Her husband is an angel to let me steal that much time, but it was nice to catch up with and fill each other in on life etc.

The house is coming together, in a sporadic and stop motion kind of way.  The bedrooms have beds and dressers, as well as too many boxes of stuff that I don't have anywhere to put.  I have blankets and no sheets for the beds; however, I think that with my new couponing wisdom, thanks new friend o mine, I will be able to find some good deals in that arena.  I had a momentary stroke of genius sitting on my bed, that has room under it for narrow totes ... hmmm, more space for storage, that is really the only big complaint I have about this place.

I am missing my family this week.  Maybe it is the holiday.  Maybe it is the cooling of the air.  I feel stilted poetry in the wind, and I can't quite capture it in words.  Perhaps a few more days of marination ... I guess we shall see.  That is about it.  Maybe sometime soon I will have some info on a job for me.  I have several coals in the fire, but won't know much for another day or two.  With that in mind I have a date with a good book.  G'night all.