So I’ve missed a couple of days. I guess that’s okay, really. The weekend put me under, and between work, kids, and some other interactions from the last two days, we’ve piled it on. It’s finally time to start digging out.
Digging out is hard work. We are gearing up for what is “supposed” to be another bad winter. Last year was definitely bad. Lots of snow. There were a couple of days that we literally could not drive out of our quarter-mile, uphill lane/driveway. Could not do it. Eric couldn’t go to work. We were stuck. I’m not exactly looking forward to another one of those winters, especially now that I have to get two kids up that hill every day for the bus. Could get interesting.
But still…digging out.
It’s hard work, but it can be done. With a shovel and enough time, Eric could have gotten the car up the drive. But it worked MUCH better to have his dad or brother come over and scrape us out with the loader tractor + snow plow attachment. We needed the big guns for a big snow storm.
And that’s what I needed this week, too. It’s been a big storm. The zoo on Sunday was fun, a good idea. But it was hard work, both physically and emotionally. Monday, the kids were tired, but they had the day off school, so that helped. Until Tuesday morning, when they didn’t want to go back to school. Eric and I are both pretty beat. I messed up my back a bit. And Tuesday was a long day of people, activities, and ministry. Add to that all the things we need to do on Thursday and Friday, and it’s quite a pile to dig out from under.
And that is life. That is family. That is kids. That is work + people + chores + house-building + life. So I’m thankful for today. It’s kind of our oasis in the week. We have nothing scheduled today. Nothing. I got the twins on the bus. I read books and played games with Meg and Tim. I did not clean the kitchen. I am digging out. I’m taking a few hours to assess the situation and calling in the big guns to do the hard work. I made sure to read my Bible this morning (even with Megan interrupting me repeatedly). We prayed numerous times before we ever got out the door to the bus. We are digging out. And hopefully, we’ll be ready to plow on through the rest of the week and weekend.
