Mishmash

I got the feeling I should write today… but I have no idea what to write about. Welcome to how my mind moves from subject to subject.

First a little bit of an update: This foster placement of the 6 year old boy is a challenge for my husband and I. He doesn’t fall asleep well, and he is one argumentative little snot. It’s also something we’ve dealt with in the past… so we’re not scared away. In fact, we’ve made the decision together that just like the previous placement, he’s not going anywhere until the department and/or judge says he can go back to mom. And, that may take a bit as mom is dealing with lots of things.

I am so ready to get back to work, but can I tell you a secret? Talking to HR about that opportunity has me a tad bit scared. I’m not sure why. I’m going to do it afraid and by the end of the week, I’m going to have the email written and sent so we can get the ball rolling. Or, at the very least… I’ll know where I stand and what my next steps need to be.

I have spent an inordinate amount of time at cyclebar the last few weeks. 8/9 rides per week. What can I say? It’s my church right now. The one place that I feel 100% accepted and welcomed. I feel myself relax and my spirit strengthened and uplifted most there than at any other place (besides my house, of course), right now.