Worn Out

I don't think there really are words for how tired I am right now. My week began and I thought it was almost the end. Then came Wednesday and I thought it was Friday, followed by Thursday and I thought it was Wednesday. That may help someone understand how long this week has been for me. My brain has been all over the place even though my job demands I write the date and know the day of the week constantly.

Then to come home to my wound up baby who has so much energy it can be 100% annoying at times. I've already told Ben there is no way I will work once we have human children. It is just physically impossible. Props to the moms who have to do it! I already know I won't be able to, unless I can completely control my schedule: aka teaching piano. I would rather be poor, than stress myself out to have "more money". Plus, to "have more money" means that the extra goes to day care or a sitter because I will not put that job on my mom. Plus, if it's this obvious in a dog what time away from mom and dad looks like, I don't even want to know how it would affect Ben and my kids.

It definitely affects my drive to come home and clean, cook, maintain, plan, grocery shop, etc. You name the household chore, it's almost always a guarantee I have no desire to complete it. I honestly would be just fine if I could live off of minimal food, no hygeine, go to work and come home to sleep. That is how worn I am. I don't think it really has to do with poor time management.

Organization and good management of what I've been given isn't the problem. I'm not staying up all hours of the night to achieve normal, every day tasks. I am definitely not having nightmares about a lack of time. Yet, I do constantly walk around wondering if I truly slept the night before or if my body just fooled me by wiping away the hours I was "sleeping" from my memory. To sleep well and know it the next day is a "once upon a dream" for me right now. I hope it decides to come back soon...

On my Heart

1 Peter 2:24-25

24 He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree (1), so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness(2); by his wounds you have been healed(1).

25 For you were like sheep going astray, but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls(3).

I don't have much to say about this right at this moment. It is a verse I am memorizing and meditating. To spend time contemplating and thanking the LORD for what He has done for me and for you and the rest of the world; well, no words are truly able to describe it. I highlighted the parts that stand out to me; I think of it in chunks (I put the numbers next to how this is speaking to my heart at this time:

1) Christ HIMSELF took on the payment for my erred ways. WOAH!

2) This is all so that I might begin a new life, unbound by the old. He loves me that much?! He wanted to take on my debt so I might have a relationship with Him in righteousness. It still baffles me that someone would turn this away. I am also baffled with myself in how even if we have accepted His unending grace, we still stray at times thinking we don't need him. The foolishness of the world, our human ways seem so much more appealing even though we know it's not.

3) What we were, sheep going astray, we no longer are once washed by the blood of Christ. His love for us is so deep, unconditional, and unending, He could not bear to see us lost to our own depravity, thus He gave us the option to choose life with Him.

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Pardon My Absence

I know it's been a week or so since my last update. I have been so busy house training Louis and trying to catch some Zzz's whenever he permits that my life revolves around work, cooking, eating, watching Louis, and sleeping when I can. I think it may even be safe to say I am not online half as much. It may be a bit before I get back into a more normal routine, so pardon my lack of posting for a while.

Louis Scy has Arrived!

He's here! He's finally here!

It has been quite an eventful day today. All of it was filled with Louis Scy, our wire fox who flew in from Kansas City today. It was so precious picking him up: he immediately began wagging his tail as I talked to him while opening his crate so he could come out. He immediately wanted to meet everyone who was with us (yes, we had an entourage come with us: of course Ben and I went, then Jacob, Laura, Mom, and Hope accompanied us!). We took him outside to a patch of grass so he could stretch his legs and relieve himself before we climbed into the car.

His tail hardly quit wagging and he coninually was running up to someone ready to play! I was so relieved he was not so traumatized by the flight.

Once home, he immediately began to explore his new turf and did quite well. We have figured he is quite the stinker with going to the bathroom and does not do all the usual queues puppies give when they have to go potty. Thus, it has been difficult to catch him at times, but we have been sure to praise him profusely when we are able to get him to go outside.

The day has gone well and he was given a clean bill of health and negative for worms by our vet today. WOO! Although it was hard to catch him in action, here a few pics of the new addition to our fam:

 All tuckered out :)

In the middle of sleeping, he did this. Too cute!

I think it's already safe to say my dog will be spoiled :) Love him!

Overjoyed

My mind is completely absorbed with thoughts of Louis right now. I know it's not another 6 days until he arrives, but I can't quit thinking about him. Wondering if we have everything we need. Wondering how he will do flying to Baton Rouge. Wondering how he will do with training. Just a lot of what ifs I know I can't control but still wonder and ponder. Happy thoughts. Not much worry. Just thinking through the logistics (oh for the logical mind!).