As I woke up this morning
and my whole body cried out: I CAN’T DO THIS ANY MORE!
It had been cold for 7
days. The 9 of us had been sequestered
in the boys’ room – the one room of our house that has brick walls - for a
week. I don’t mind the cold weather, I
just don’t like being cold. Here with
the damp cold and a poorly built house, I am cold all the time.....even with
several layers on, a scarf, gloves, and a hot water bottle as a constant
companion (so constant that Ginny named it Gramy). Since the rest of the house seriously feels
like a meat locker we have been homeschooling, playing, watching movies, eating
our meals and sleeping in that one room.
Sleeping in one room means
the kids go to bed late since Jeff and I are not ready to go to bed at 8:30
(normal bedtime). In the morning then,
of course, no one wants to get up. We
move like molasses, struggling throughout the day to get assignments done in a
reasonable time.
Sleeping in one room is a bit
like camping. I like camping, but l
don’t sleep the best with kids coughing and sleep talking and a baby who still
wakes up a couple times a night to nurse.
The noise level of 9 in a
room all day long can drive one crazy.
The baby wasn’t sleeping during the day, the kids were getting restless,
and I was getting grouchy. Cabin fever
had set in.
So when my body cried out
I CAN’T DO THIS ANY MORE I called our nearest teammate and asked if she was
interested in helping to save my sanity.
Being a great team mate, she let us all come over that afternoon. And God let the sun to peek out for a couple
hours while we were together. The kids played
and ran outside while the adults positioned themselves for maximum sun intake. I got just enough fellowship and sun to last
me through a couple more days of cold.
I love God.
I love our team mates.
I love sunlight.
watching a movie
Julia with "Gramy"
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