Two weekends in a row. One duchess last weekend and the other one this weekend. I took the younger one home today. She was here three nights. One night isn’t enough. Three nights is pushing it for my energy. Two nights is usually just right. We will see both of them next Saturday, Lord willing.
I have had one of them for ten or twelve nights last year. I don’t recall just how many. We did well only because I didn’t push to try to do all the fun things in two days. I have so many ideas and so much ambition to make their time with me as fun as possible, I try to cram too much in too little time.
One of the funny things about the girls: One has recently gotten an Alexa in the house. It was a bonus gift with a large purchase her folks had made. She loves to tell it to play songs for her to dance and sing. This weekend with the other one, we had washed and dried her hair and I put it up in a looping pony before bed. She asked me to take a picture with my phone so she could see how it looked.
They are children of their time in the world. Just as I was when it was my time and their parents were in their time. What us older folks worry about as being too modern, too fancy, too whatever, they will cherish as the good old days someday.
They will manage their world in a way we can’t because it is what they know. What wonderful lives they will live! Just as we have in a world so different from our grandparents’ world.
Faith, not fear. Love and hope and dreams and Jesus. That is what I want to help them see. This Raining Orchids has become my “picture” for them to some day look and see how much they are loved and how important they are. And for my friends, family and my Rock to know how precious they are to me, too. The Lord already knows.
I am continuing the process of reducing the items in the house and deep cleaning every inch. I have had a slight delay.
My Beast has been sick for two weeks. He is still home recovering. I was able to resume more normal activities this week. Even with him here.
I never do house-keeping chores when he is home. I will wash clothes or do the dishes, but not much more than that. That’s no problem when he is working, but this is week three of him home. I don’t really know why I don’t like to work on my bigger chores when he is home. I just never did when we first married. I was home full time the first nine years so I was used to working when he was out of the house. He doesn’t do house work or cooking or anything like that, so it’s not as if we cook and clean together. Our arrangement suits us and is nobody else’s business.
What progress have I managed? Yesterday, I cleaned his bathroom thoroughly top to bottom using a toothbrush when needed. And both the iceboxes have been cleared up and cleaned today.
Today also had some special time. He and I went to the lease and filled deer feeders. It’s late getting done. Last week he was in the ER with post-plague pneumonia. He finished his meds yesterday, so he figured it was time to get something done. We took the tractor and used it to haul the corn to the feeders. I rode sitting up on the side with him like we have done for so many years. It’s one of my favorite things to do, going with him on the tractor or the buggy. It was especially nice today after his having faced off with the plague and won.
We give all the glory to our Lord. His help and healing are what we prayed for in faith. No. He isn’t completely over it. But the Lord is completely involved with us.