End of April

 I haven't blogged in two weeks. Lame!

Ok, what has been happening? Answer, a lot.

Yesterday, Kevin and Miriam and Angela flew to the Caribbean for a week in the fun and the sun and the water.  So enjoyable!

Naomi and Lydia are struggling through a challenge with housing. They were supposed to move into a new apartment in early May, and recently received a message from the apartment complex that the apartment needs a fair amount of work and they can't move in until Mid May.

But their lease on the old apartment ends in about a week!

Sigh.

So they will move their stuff to our barn and garage, and stay here for a few days, and the move to new apartment. 

My allergies have been bothering me quite a bit. I feel tired a great deal and I think it is becuase of allergies? Maybe? Not a huge deal but it is nice to contemplate that Heaven won't have any allergies.

A few minutes ago, I finished the first draft of my latest book.

Now I am gonna take a nap!

Chilly April

 So far this month has been chilly. One morning this week it was 25 degrees when I got up. Brrr!

I am at 60,000 words on my latest book. I think that it is going to wind up in the next twenty thousand words or so. This one has been tough for some reason. I have a lot of plot threads to manage which is making it difficult to get everything sorted. But that is Ok.

I have said before that while I admire Stephen King as a writer, I don't like reading most of his stuff because I don't like horror. But I like his autobiographical book, On Writing. In it, he said he was like 150,000 words into The Stand and had to take a break for a couple of weeks because he had written himself into a corner. He finally decided to wipe out half the characters in some cataclysmic event :-).

I decided a couple of weeks ago to drop my Lexapro a bit. I keep gaining weight and am hopeful that dropping my Lexapro will help, as I gained a quick 20 lbs after going on Lexapro eight years ago. I can feel the effects even though I am only dropping it a bit. Anxiety is such a strange beast. A big part of it is feeling worried about stuff that a.) I have no control over and/or b.) are not my problem anyway. Intellectually I know I ought not to worry about things, but actually not worrying is a different animal.

I am not bad, just feel a little more inclined to fixate on random things.

I don't think I mentioned in this blog that we have started attending another church. For the last eight years we were going to a church about 25 minutes drive away.  That isn't crazy, but it was far enough that just popping there for something was kind of a big deal. I have a lot going on at home, with homeschooling the kids and writing and all.

So some months ago, we considered whether we ought to look for a place closer to our house. After some consideration, we tried a church which is less than ten minutes away and really like it. It is a tiny church but we have met another homeschooled family with kids close to the ages of our younger three children.

More than a week ago, Kevin and I actually led worship which was fun.