Ugh. That’s the only word for it. I spent the first few weeks of August getting ready for camp, driving to Iowa, and enjoying family camp. I learned more about God’s sovereignty that week (He is always in control!) After camp we went to the Iowa State Fair and visited with family and friends.
Last week we drove home from Iowa, returning home at around 8pm Wednesday night. I worked 12-13 hour days Thursday, Friday and Saturday. We enjoyed church Sunday, and then it was back to the grind at work for Monday and today. I have one more day of work before I get a “day off.” What will I do on that day? I have a doctor’s appointment that morning to get a physical so I can start school next week at the University of Indianapolis. Then I have to take a drug test, and go to UofI orientation all afternoon. Then it’s back to work on Friday.
The point is that I have had close to no free time at home since the beginning of the month. My family got home last Wednesday and have been home ever since. Not so me. But guess what: Saturday looms. I don’t work Saturday. I don’t have any school things scheduled Saturday. I don’t have ANYTHING scheduled Saturday. It’s only 3.5 days away!
In closing, and apropos of nothing, here’s a joke I read recently: My personal favorite defense gun has always been a Beretta Jetfire 22 caliber. I remember one time hiking with my brother-in-law in northern Alberta. Out of nowhere came this huge, angry brown bear. We must have been near one of her cubs. If I hadn’t had my little Jetfire I wouldn’t be here today. Just one shot to my brother-in-law’s knee cap and I was able to escape by just walking at a brisk pace.