If life is a roller coaster, as some say, then I'm ready to get off this one and back on the old familiar one of homeschooling.
My work hours will drop, the boys won't have camps to taxi them back and forth from, and VBS will be over and done for another year. I like VBS, don't take that statement wrong. I'm just out of my comfort box (which is a good thing) with being in charge of crafts and watching the number of kids coming, and the number of craft projects available, tipping the scale back and forth. I know we can shoot-from-the-hip and throw in some left over crafts if the numbers don't match, but I'd hate to have to do that. It will be a hard enough week on the staff helping just to keep the kids from rushing through their crafts and then getting antzy and obnoxious.
The week will still include Herogian going north to skeet camp for three days, and T12 going across county line east to another day camp for five days. I only have pick up duty, thank you Commander and Mrs. Hillary.
I haven't worked on the novel since the trip to Oklahoma. That's a thorn in the back of the mind. I can't wait to sit back down and disappear into the book. I need it. One of the characters is Elohim, I need the time spend reflecting on Him with my main character.
Then there's been unwanted comments from a customer at work. Our security guard finally got wind of it. I was just blowing the guys comments off as harmless, until he started coming in closer to closing time and sometimes standing behind Starbucks side counter to stare. I guess they had other problems with him in the past, so it is up to the higher office if he will be banned from coming into the store. He won't be coming through my line anymore, though. I just hope to not meet him in the parking lot. Karate, Taekwondo moves keep floating through my thoughts. I don't want to break another nose, but I know I can.
Commander and I are wanting to train for the Bataan Memorial Death Marathon next March at White Sands, NM. Yesterday we did a 10K. I'm having neuropath pain in both feet, from the metatarsals through the toes. I really want to do this marathon with him. Please pray that I can find out what is going on with my feet. Some possible causes can even be the past chemo therapy drugs.
Okay, I've vented enough.
Is it any cooler in Oklahoma?