But At my back I always hear/Time's winged chariot hurrying near...Time. I squander so much of it & yet have so little of it. It fragments into small pieces as annoying & useless as the small change in my purse yet put all together becomes large expensive chunks. It annoys & frustrates me. I move as though I had all eternity & then some instead of my three score years give or take a month or two. Besides Time isn't really. There's no such thing, not in the grander scheme of things. It's thinking like that that gets me in to trouble.
We've had a busy week ~ which always leaves me a little mentally frazzled: a friend's birthday to celebrate; a homeschool visit; a cyclone to consider; & weekend guests. Theo went into lockdown 24 hours before Ului hit & the area is now without electricity, sewerage, water & has a HUGE clean~up operation. The government, sensibly I think, declared a disaster before Ului even hit, so all the red tape was taken care of. The emergency plans promptly swung into action. I still haven't spoken to Theo but he came through Ului just fine & boy~like is probably hugely chuffed about the whole thing. Yep!
I knew this was a short school term but typically paid absolutely no attention to the calender & simply plodded along doing what we do ~ only I now find work is due in & we have very little paper work. Well, we wouldn't would we? We do a lot of reading & typically do our writing component afterwards. We are still reading so have done no writing. Yikes! Poor Ditz. Our supervisor, who does know us rather well by now, shook her head in despair but did remark I have very different learners! Sadly all too true. Ditz did, however, redeem herself by being responsible for the entire lunch preparing a mixed green salad, nut patties & her wonderful apple crumble. It was impressive & very nice. At least our Home Ec component is obviously working!
In the general frazzle we lost a cat Saturday morning. Expecting Ului to dump at least some rain our way [it didn't] I opened the doors early Saturday morning & left the cats happily perched on the outermost reaches of the verandah staring buddah~like into the far distant cloud banks. Some time later I became aware that there was a cat crying unhappily. As Marlow was happily chopping on my toes the yowls could only be Kirby's.
Feeling a little exasperated because Kirby is in the habit of seeking adventure & then finding he has bitten off more than he can chew & is in need of huge amounts of comfort, I went outside & called him. The howls became more frantic but no cat appeared. I walked to the end of the verandah calling & checking the yard. Desperate, frantic howls of uttermost despair, no cat. A little bewildered I went & checked the other side of the house, still calling, but no answering yowls. I peered into the thick ferns that grow up our hill wondering if he'd ventured into unknown territory again but the howls were definitely coming from around the house. I was getting worried. If Kirby calls it's because he is desperate for his people but not a hair or a whisker could I find though I did manage to wake everyone else in the house & Marlow was hampering my efforts my arranging himself if irresistible motifs around my ankles & threatening to send me sprawling headlong at any moment.
Just as I was about to try the verandah again a very subdued black & white kitten slunk from under our house & scampered towards me. He'd raced to the end of the house I was calling from only to meet a brick wall with no possible way back out & then had to try & backtrack when I changed locations. Silly puss!
Ditz has surpassed herself with desserts this week: chocolate mousse [ the new improved version; just as rich but much smoother & not so grainy as her first effort. She's getting good.]; apple crumble, mmmm; & last night we made lemon meringue pie together. Because time was short I used a bought shell which is never as nice but making sure Ditz got her lemon component together & her egg whites stiff enough to survive the oven took all my attention. Patience is not her strong point & having myself made most of the mistakes common to an impatient cook I made sure her custard was nice & thick. It was a beautiful, beautiful pie & there isn't a skerrick left. Sorry.
Chile is still a "yes" but January rather than August? Not really sure what is going on there but it's all good. We get to celebrate Lid's 21st with her ~ YAY! Liddy gets to do a short hands on course on the Gold Coast ~ we think. Lid gets an opportunity to detox from a toxic work situation & be blessed by God so she can be a greater blessing to those she will serve. Stuff happening but not set in iron yet. Waiting on clarity but Liddy has so much prayer coverage it's not funny. Not just all you wonderful people but her church & our little home gathering & some really formidable prayer warriors!
Finances could be part of the issue but in all honesty the practical aspects float over the top of my head. God has, however, addressed my one & only concern in the most interesting way. Earthquake? Wouldn't bat an eyelash. Tsunami? Ditto. Send my kid to the other side of the world to a country whose language she doesn't speak? No problem. Fundraise? I start running for the hills. Mammon & I have nothing to say to each other. Necessary, yes, but moving right along....The how Lids gets supported was worrying at me because in this area not being the practical sort is no earthly use to her. Hmmm. So OM sent Lid up a book on fundraising. Believe it or not I've already read most of it! Yep. Me! I know. Interesting book. Far less about money than the spiritual principles behind the ebb & flow of money within the kingdom of God. Fascinating. Especially given how much I hate it when churches go on & on about money when I know seekers see that as a money grubbing attitude & are put off. Christians like me are too. Not about money so much as making sure you aren't ceding ground that blocks God from blessing you! Yes, indeed.
And to top off my week? I was sprawled on the green couch last night to watch The Mentalist wit Ditz ~ something I very rarely do because the T.V annoys me so much but I was tired enough to zombie out happily. I was rather flattered when Marlow joined me & curled on my chest purring away like a demented coffee pot. The next thing I knew Kirby was angling for space on top of me as well & both cats cuddled for the duration of the show, albeit with a jealous eye on how much attention the other was getting. Ditz was rather peeved. She had a willing & available lap & both cats shunned hers for mine, not that Ditz is the restful sort. Not at all.
So how's your week been?
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My week? Not as interesting as yours. My husband returned from Mexico on Saturday and is likely to be in town this week, as far as we know, but things change here in a moment's notice. Trudy asked if we could move our piano lessons to another day--not easy with my husband's traveling schedule. My daughter is being more helpful than usual this week. Oh, and I am having a flare-up with my back which started yesterday, but fortunately is not as bad has it has been known to get.
I am so glad to hear that Liddy's mission is still an eventual probability.
Sometimes, I catch myself frittering away time and forgetting it's a precious commodity! When I have many things to do I am tempted to "just take a 20 minute break" and catch up on e-mails or play a game. Inevitably, it's those 20 minutes that I seem to be running behind schedule! Now when I am tempted I tell myself,"get your work done and that will be your reward!" Funny thing, I finish up right on schedule and If I had spare time, the urge is gone!!!
I had to laugh at you kitty story. Since our youngest, Charlie is off at college I have custody of his very noisy cockatiel, "SQUEEGY". Back in November, something spoked him and he flew across the house. I went after him but couldn't find a trace of him. He started out with his distressed chirp and grew quieter and quieter. I was afraid he had somehow hurt himself so I was starting to worry. I scoured the house for 20 minutes looking in every nook and cranny, anywhere and everywhere! The ladder was out since I was hanging Christmas decorations so I decided to climb it and get a "bird's eye view". Guess who I spotted? He had perched himself behind the top of the curtains on the curtain rod, invisible from the floor. he knew he was in trouble! I think as time went on, he was tired of chirping but he realized that "Mom" was going to be mad at him since I was calling his name and "chirping" over and over again for him. I scooped him up, put him in his travel cage and promptly took him to the pet store so they could clip his wings. The gentleman that hand raises the birds there told me he is a strong flyer. I guess so, all he needs is 1-2 feathers to grow out and he's up in the wild blue yonder! Needless to say, I keep his wings clipped so he can't get himself into trouble! Afew ounces of fluff can make such an uproar!
Connie
Hi Ganeida,
Ours has been a week of trials *very big sigh*.
My husband has developed an allergy to the morphine patches, has developed HUGE spots and lumps and can't do much without them, so any prayer will be VERY much appreciated.
We did see the orthopaedic specialist yesterday, and he said that if they had a cancellation, my husband's name would be there for the total knee replacement, so I guess that's good news.
I am waiting on a phone call from the physio to see when they can fit me in for physio treatment, too. Four weeks with no physio is definitely no fun!
Have a wonderful and blessed week,
Love, Jillian ♥
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