I've got a stinky little dog under my right elbow. He keeps farting. I still love him. How weird is that?
I got the stalls cleaned out before 9 am today. I didn't do a whole lot of sweeping, or clean water buckets, but that gives me a reason to go out to the barn again this afternoon. I like being in the barn.
I think my little housecat is always going to be slightly more than half wild.
I have a lot of research to do this afternoon.
I need to know where to put all my advertising for my riding lessons this spring. I haven't ridden my horses since November because of the ice, but when the ground warms up it'll be time to get back in the saddle.
And I'm thinking of putting some of my words into a little tiny book, like a real book that people could open in their hands and read. It won't be one of my novels because I'm still planning on getting them done the hard way. I just need a sense of accomplishment in the writing part of my world.
I feel heartbroken about the earthquake in Haiti. In the Mennonite church there's a lot of emphasis on mission work, and Haiti is a place needing help. They needed help before the earthquake. I can't comprehend the devastation. My cousin and his wife returned last summer; their little boy was born in Haiti. As much as I selfishly am so glad they're back, safe in Ontario, my heart aches for those nearby who have lost a loved one in the disaster.
I have no money. I can't contribute with money. But I can find other ways to help. Mennonite Central Committee has always been good for getting relief efforts to places that need it. I can pray. I pray a lot and always wonder if it's doing any good but on the chance that it does, I will do it. Any bit of positivity in this world has got to do some good.
People ask me how I'm doing and I reply that I'm keeping busy. It's true. Living with my parents does not mean a free ride for me -- I do all I can to make my presence here a help rather than a hindrance. I want to take a burden off my folks, not load them up with more.
I hardly read blogs anymore, which I miss. When I do read, I don't comment like I used to.
I'm waiting for a really good book to arrive in my hands.
I miss my town neighbours.
I love living in the country.
I have so much stress in my life but I have so much to be thankful for -- I cannot let myself forget that!
Jethro says most of his problems can be solved with money. You know, he's right. If he could get that together, what would he have to worry about? My first reaction is to be sickened with worry about the money thing, but if I look at it like it's the ONLY problem, it gets put into perspective.
I have a lot of work to do today, and it ain't gonna do itself. That's okay. I never get bored. Ever.