So Tired

... and can't figure out why! When we got home from The Big Trip we hit the ground running, getting unpacked and starting to sort the house for the "get rid of" stuff and making sure it was perfect for house showings (that haven't happened) and for the Open House on Saturday that was a total flop. After the Open House I sort of crashed. I went to bed early that night and slept in until nearly 8:00 the next morning. That's not the crazy part. The crazy part is that I took a two hour nap that afternoon 'cause I was so wiped out--and STILL felt tired when I got up! I've gotten decent sleep the two nights since then and have managed little naps in the afternoons, too, but I still just can't pull myself together. What is going on?! I've got to get over this!!!

Maybe it's just the limbo. I hate being in limbo. This place of knowing that we're GOING... but we can't really do anything to GO yet gets old real quick. I go back and forth from feeling like it's totally released to God and I have perfect peace that it's in His hands and will work out in His time, to feeling such urgency to get to Alabama, that we belong there and ought to be there (James has been Overseer there for a week now--freaky!), yet we're still here and don't even know how to make plans to get there until something happens with the house here and... Oh, it's just like everything is up in the air and we're not sure what to do about it! I feel like I ought to just REST in the Lord and have days when I really feel like I am. Then I have days where I feel like we need to push through in fervent prayer until we receive the answers we need (an offer on the house--or even just somebody wanting to come SEE it would be nice! Ha! Or direction to know how to plan if the house doesn't sell soon or SOMETHING) and like we can't just "rest"--it's our obligation to pray down some answers. I feel like I sort of swing back and forth between the two extremes and I'm having a hard time balancing them out, you know? I'm really TRYING to pray fervently for God to help us get where we belong, but not be pushy with it and impatient--I know He has a perfect plan in all of this. The patience thing always throws me. I don't think I'm very good at it. ;-)

And that's all from here. Ha! No, let's see what else is going on...

The Clarksons are still in Colorado right now. I think it's been about 10 days since Wilma had her stroke. It's been that long since she's had anything to eat or drink, but she's an amazingly strong woman and is still holding on! The Clarksons have had good opportunities to talk to several people, but I know they're anxious to get out of their own "limbo" situation. I know it must be emotionally exhausting for all of them. Do pray for all of them and, of course, for Wilma.

Sunday morning we had Sunday School and worship again, then James sort of preached an impromptu message because Brother Juan and his family weren't there. Brother Juan had been scheduled to preach in Brother Clarkson's absence, but the night before their little boy came down real sick and they still had him at the hospital. He's doing much better now, thank the Lord. Sunday night we just took up prayer requests and had a good season of prayer, then everybody shared a scripture that they had on their hearts. We sang several songs and enjoyed the worship time, as well. We sure miss our pastor and family when they're away, but God has been good to help us in our services without them.

Yesterday morning James took a bath and as he was getting out of the tub he noticed a centipede in the water. He immediately decided that it was time to bomb the house again. Ha! So the kids got all their school work done while James sprayed the entire perimeter of the house inside and out with bug stuff. Then he ran to the hardware store and bought three bug bombs, came home and loaded up the family and set the bombs off, then we headed out to Moriarty. We ate lunch at that Mexican restaurant that we ate at before Camp last year--you know, Jamey, the one we waited at FOREVER on our way to Mountainaire?! Ha! It was actually pretty good--and even pretty quick. :-) We stopped by Wal-Mart in Edgewood for a few necessities and then headed home. Called a Quite Time (I love those) and the kids sat down with books while James and I took a nap. :-)

I cooked fried chicken for dinner last night, Sister Bishop style. It turned out really good for my first time, I thought! James loved it, but we were too full from lunch to really eat much. Still, it made Joe very happy. :-)

Today has been another day of school, and then the weekly trip to the library. Came home with a new truckload of books, making for a nice, quiet afternoon around here. Sam is having some pretty unfun allergic reactions to something outside right now (me, too) and his eyes are all puffy and swollen and he just can't stop sneezing. I had him go soak in a bubble bath a little while ago and he seems to be doing lots better now. If only we can keep him inside for the rest of the night...

Hhmmm... There's really nothing else to say! I hate blogging about nothing. I should at least have some pictures to post. I'll have to work on that, but for now this is all I've got. :-)