Stay tuned.

Josh and I closed on a refinancing loan today. The signing of the papers is always a good work out for the writing hand. We are excited because we cashed out some of our equity and refinanced and our house payment will only be $18 more than it has been. We got a great rate. We are excited to do a few updates on the house and land. I will try to post before and after photos. Get ready for great changes.

A word of advice.

If your husband is a thousand miles away in the middle of training, do not text message him the word HELP followed by an exclaimation point!!

I found this out the hard way and want to share my new found wisdom with my readers. Yesterday morning I got up to let the dog out of his crate. He sleeps in it in the garage. In my tired stupor I opened the garage door and let him out to "potty." I then went to his water and food bowls to make sure they were filled. Much to my complete disgust there was a furry little bloated mouse floating in Thunder's water dish. Well, I did what any self-respecting woman would do. I screamed. The girls were watching me at this point as I flapped my hands and jirated around the garage, yelping and screaming. I looked around and there next to the tractor was another. Thank the Lord, they were both dead, but I was still in extreme horror. I didn't know what to do. I did know that if anything were to get done it would be done by me. This fact did not pass me by. I love my husband and I do pretty well (with God's help) when he is out of town. But this was way above and beyond the call of duty for me. I wanted him to feel my pain. So I called him. I heard him pick up the phone and then hang it up again. This was a signal to me that he was in class. I didn't really care. I tried again. This time the call ended right away. I was appalled that he would do that to me while I was facing a crisis. So I did it. I texted "Help!!" I can say that this was the wrong choice for me. A minute later Josh called me in a panic. He thought someone had died. I told him two mice. He had absolutely no sympathy for me. He was worried and didn't understand where I was coming from. I was mad that he didn't see how horrible this situation was. We both hung up.

I can say that I admit that was the wrong thing to text. He called me later to say he was okay and that I had just scared him. I got a chance to tell him of my horror of tossing the mice out while I screamed the entire time and the girls looked on in shock. I still get a chill if I think about it.

Don't worry I went out right away and purchased mouse traps and some of those plug-in pest repellants. I hope they work. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Perspectives

I took the girls to Church today. There is nothing unusual about this, we are there almost every Sunday. Without Daddy in the pew with us it gets a little trying for me. The girls are wiggly and loud. I feel so self concious about their behavior. I can't believe how loud Little Sis colors on her paper and how loud Big Sis chews her Starburst. It's like every move they make and thing they do is magnified. There was an older woman next to us that kept staring at us the whole service. You know how you can feel someone looking in your direction? I could see her turned our way, out of the corner of my eye. I wasn't sure what to do about it, so I did nothing. It turns out though, they must have been better that I thought, a different lady behind us told me when church was over, "Oh, your girls were so quiet." I said thank you. I am sure I had a surprised look on my face.



Our music minister left a while back. We have had a guy filling in. He's really good, but today was his last day. Our pastor was up on the stage talking about how much we liked the guy and how grateful we were for his help. We gave a standing ovation. I guess at some point the pastor called him "Brother" I didn't hear that part. Little Sis leaned over to me and said, "Oh, I didn't know Dr. Marshall had a brother." At first I didn't know who she meant then she explained it was the man leading the music. I smiled at her childlike thinking, I was also proud of her. You see the two men are two different colors. She didn't think anything about it.

I'm okay.

I am sorry about my depressing post. I had some worried friends approaching me about that one. It's nice to be concerned about. I am doing okay. I have been up and running again with a lot of research (mostly online) I have also signed Josh and I up for a seminar later in the month.

Josh is out of town for two weeks. That makes for a fun time for Mom. Big sis doesn't like to do her homework and when Josh is gone it seems to get really worse. We struggle every evening. Does anyone have any ideas to get my first-grader excited about homework?

"Sigh"

I know that is a strange title for a post, I couldn't think of anything more appropriate. Our phone call yesterday, from the adoption agency was disappointing. That is not the way for us to go. I was very upset. Josh was trying to get me to talk about it and I didn't want to. I know there are going to be a lot of ups and downs in this process, I just hadn't considered that this was one of the downs. I was very hopeful. Now we are basically at square one again. I am praying for direction. I know God has a baby out there for us. It's just frustrating because I don't know what to do next. I can say that Josh and I did finally talk. He is still hopeful and that helped to perk me up a bit. I trust God. That's all I can say, and really it's all I need to say. Stay tuned for more details and keep praying for us.

A day at home

Little Sis and I have a much needed day at home today. Of course, due to all my running around all the other days, I have a lot of house stuff to do. Why do I feel the urge to do absolutely nothing. When I have a day with no obligations the last thing I want to do is clean up the house and do laundry. I am a lazy housewife. It helps that we have an appraiser coming today at 11am. I am under pressure to at least clean up all the things that he could possibly injure himself on. He is going to tell us how much our house is worth. We are going to make some improvements around here to try to make room for Baby Brother, when he arrives someday. I guess I had better get off the computer and get busy. The clock is ticking.

Update

First of all I want to apologize for the length of my last post. I am sure a grammar teacher would have a fit with that last paragraph. Things have been much better here with my girlies. I am not sure what we were dealing with that day. Thank you to all those who commented on that post. I can always use words of affirmation, that's my love language. I know other people go through moments like I had on Wednesday but it's really hard to remember that in the moment.

For all my lovely readers who are interested I have an adoption update. I called the agency today to make sure they got our application. They had, and the lady on the phone said she had just talked with her director and we have been approved!! I got a thrill of excitement from that. I know we still have a long way to go but that is a positive. The lady I talked with set up a phone conference for next Friday at 2:00pm so that Josh and I can ask any questions we might have. This will take the place of traveling up to St. Louis to go to an informational meeting. I will let you all know how it goes.