A Fairly Decent Weekend.....

Yesterday I started out early, did 4 loads of laundry and started cleaning the house. I've decided to do the tough stuff first, like vacuuming the stairs. When my energy is high I can do it. Since I didn't finish the upstairs last week, that's where I started. I vacuumed, dusted and freshened the bathroom. I've been using Tilex daily shower cleaner and it really seems to be working. I'll spray the gunk off daily and give it a good scouring every two weeks.

I finished off the downstairs, vacuumed, dusted and Swiffered the kitchen floor. For the life of me, Rosy would not use the Swiffer mop. She would haul the vacuum cleaner into the kitchen and the dirt would go in the front and fly right out the back. Oh well, those days are gone now. Last week I mopped and put a fresh coat of wax on the kitchen floor, the foyer ceramic tile and the little half bath. I don't know how long it will last, but I want to keep it looking nice. I guess now that I'm doing the work, if I put things away and clean a little every day, it's easier all the way around.

OK enough about my housecleaning.

Today I went to church. First time in a long time and the floors didn't creak. Although my long time pew mate, Bob, did tell me with tongue in cheek he thought I had left the country. Alan was preaching and with a little more exposure I think I can get to like him. Samantha is something else however. I count the days till she is transferred. (Sorry Jesus, that's how I feel) I will most likely start going on alternate Sundays when he is preaching. When she does, I zone out and wind up doing my grocery list. All in all, I think I was fulfilled. :o)

I got a quick little note from my Lida in Russia. I had sent her a quick message telling her that the mission team was on the way and that her sponsor Linda would be looking forward to seeing her. She answered back "To Mama" and signed it "Your Daughter". That meant a lot to me. This is the child whose mother abandoned her when she was just 13 years old. She lived in an alley, in a refrigerator carton until the authorities found out and put her in Orphanage #1. She ran away several time because the alley was her home and her way of life and she was secure in her own care. It took quite awhile for her to relent, but she did. When the Americans arrived she would have nothing to do with us at all. She stood on the outskirts of the circles and glared. It took me nearly a week, but when I left she had accepted my cross as a token of our friendship. She wears it to this day. When I was there last year she gave me a plain gold band. She apologized that it wasn't 'nicer' but she used all of her money to get it. I could not, not accept it. I took it and told her I would wear it and I do. On my right hand with another little ring at the first knuckle. She is now graduated, living in an apartment with a friend and going to 'college'. I am very proud of her.

I have a meat loaf in the Nesco roaster and will make some veggies. I'm in phase 4 of the SparkPeople program. It's the maintenance end of it, and I intend to continue to log in every day. It helps me keep focused on what I'm eating when I have to write it down. When I binge, I can make it up the next day because I know how bad I went overboard.

I really don't like the time change. It gets dark too early and my mind-clock still wakes me up at what would be 4:30 and of course I have to lie in bed for that extra time. I have been doing a lot of praying in that time. Maybe the Lord is telling me something. :o)

Even though I didn't do anything entertaining, it was a fairly decent weekend.

God bless you all.