Saturday, September 24, 2011
Drats, No Watercolor Trees Here :)
Of course, not everything is just peachy keen here at Hobbit Cottage. Wouldn't want you to get any false impressions.
Tom is still not well. Still not sleeping, still dealing with an irritable bowel kind of thing and various pains keeping him awake. And of course, it's hard for me not to worry about him so that does darken these days, days already quite dark outside because nearly all have been cloudy since our arrival. But finally I've convinced Tom to go see his general doctor on Monday. Finally.
And we still don't have a refrigerator for various reasons, some having to do with Tom's being sick. So this means lots of running up and down the basement stairs to the freezer down there, and defrosting things in little bowls of water and coming up with new ideas and not being able to bake, really, because we can't keep eggs and eating out of cans and -- Well, you know.
And I keep getting up around 3:30 a.m. (or earlier) because, not being used to actual labor, I fall into bed at 7:30 each night. Also, one of the main reasons I wanted to leave the farm was that every time a bit of wind blew through the yard I'd have to drag myself around to pick up hundreds of branches (oh, my back...). Well, when we lived in the suburbs before, our yard had no large trees so my silly head made a sort of "in the suburbs, branches do not fall out of trees" connection.
Ha. On our second night here thunder and lightning and wind shook the place and so guess what I discovered when I walked out the back door? Tons of downed twigs and branches. Alas. Those trees you see in my header may appear like watercolor trees, but trust me, they are real ones which drop real branches at the least tiny nudge.
But you know? Overall, my life is a hundred times nicer and less complicated here at Hobbit Cottage and I am re-learning to concentrate on what is going right. And finding creative solutions to problems I can fix, learning to live with the ones I can't--and knowing the difference.
I mean, at least Tom isn't having to go to work while feeling this way and thankfully, our house and yard are small enough for me to tackle alone when the need arises. And I can easily shop for food just down the street ... all these trees are beautiful outside our windows ... and with all this extra climbing of stairs to the freezer and back, and with all this unpacking, etc., I've lost some weight (trust me, I'm super-thankful for that). Plus all the other cool stuff I've previously told you.
We all have things... trials.... problems. But what matters most? It's what we do about them. How we view them, think about them and speak about them. What matters is that we keep our joy so that we'll, in turn, keep our strength to deal with whatever may come along today to conquer. In all things we are more than conquerors (as the Bible says) but I like to think that God appreciates working along beside me to conquer things while I'm keeping a good humor and staying upbeat rather than being a mopey, stodgy ol' complainer.
I'm sure He's already got His quota filled with those. :)
Something else kinda nifty? We can see a river from our front porch. Well, a couple tiny bits of it (the cars in this photo are in the way right now...), but hey. I'll take it. I've always wanted to live near a river and someday when I stop wearing myself out around the house I will take walks down there.
"The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings." Robert Louis Stevenson ...
Oh! And another delightful thing... Yesterday I discovered that at http://www.cbs.com/ they have tons of I Love Lucy episodes. Woo hoo! Now I no longer must watch my season 2 discs over and over or wait until 9:00 a.m. each morning to watch two episodes on METV.
"The joy of the Lord is my strength..." Nehemiah 8:10
"And be ye thankful..."