It has started again...

Only twelve pages into the new book I find myself starting to click again with the characters and wanting to stay up for those few extra moments to get any words I can muster out onto paper/ computer. I am struggling at this point because I hate sitting in one place for too long. I want to move onto the next point of the book which will be much easier to write. I hate beginnings. I struggle through them every time, but at the same time they are necessary. While reading any of the harry Potter series I would sit and read dutifully the beginning at the Dursley's. I hated them and I hated the way they made Harry feel about himself. I wanted to skip right ahead to Hogwarts and jump in with both feet. Are people going to feel the same way about my story. I look way too deep into things at some point and consider the beginning and setting the story as a necessary evil. I hate, hate, hate the beginning. Knowing that once I finish the entire story I will go back and re-write the entire start anyway it makes it that much more frustrating to deal with. However, in order to get into the middle you have to start somewhere. Sad but true. now you have another strange glimpse into my world. I know, I know, you are beginning to wonder about my mental stability? Never question, just let it all go!!!

Today I am grateful for...

Alarm clocks...problem is. I don't use one. I am normally up early anyway so I really don't use ones, but on those rare occasions when I oversleep I am thankful for those alarm clocks. I woke up this morning after having a horrid dream at 5am. Normally I can turn them into something funny, but this one I could not and woke up in panic mode until I realized. It was just a dream. I fully expect to conk out fairly early tonight.

Today I am grateful for...

Mouse Traps!!!!

I tell you, there is no better feeling than finding a little critter dead in a mouse trap. WHY!? Because it means they are no longer roaming my home. Sounds fair enough don't you think? I sure do!!! As I have said before I am not a critter lover. They can live their happy lies out in the wilderness and I will not bother them at all, however once their little paw crosses the threshold of my house then it is game on and I will win!!!

Conversations...

I have daily conversations, not with myself, but with my Heavenly Father. I am not praying, but when I am trying to figure out things I always find that He is my best advisor by far. Over the past few days I was thinking about the inevitable clearance sale looming in our future once the property sells. No, I am not dwelling on it, I just know it is there and coming. I had a quiet moment where my thoughts came through and we had another sweet conversation. it went something like this:
Me: Boy! There just seems like there is so much for us to sell. I doubt we will ever be able to get rid of all of it.
Heavenly Father: Why not?
Me: Well, I am not too worried about all of the clothing, feed or boots. I can donate the feed to the animal shelters and such. I can donate the vet supplies to the local heartland Stables that has riding lessons for the mentally retarded. I guess I worried about the stranger items that don't go normally. You know, like the stallmats that weigh over a hundred pounds each, the two complete horse corral panels sets along with the gates, the old seat cover for a truck, the tee-post puller and all sorts of stuff like that. I just don't know how we are going to get rid of all of that stuff!!!
Heavenly Father: You worry too much.
Me; I know, I just can't help it.
Heavenly Father: Child, have you learned nothing of faith?
Me: You're right, i really should have faith.
Heavenly Father: yes, you should.
Me: OK, I'll try.

So, now that you all think I am nutty....During the past week we have sold all of the stall mats, both sets of corral panels and their gates, most of the water troughs in back, the t-post puller and yes, even the ugly car seat cover that has been hanging around at least since the late 80's. I am amazed at what a wonderful experience it was to have it all happen like that. I watched with eyes wide open of the small miracles happening in my life. I know Heavenly father gives us each the same attention that we need and has these same conversations with each of us. Today i am choosing to be grateful for a Heavenly Father who cares for a daughter who sometimes feels like an insignificant grain of sand on a beautiful stretch of shoreline. I know with a surety that I am not insignificant. I must be special for him to take so much time with me.

Today I am grateful for...

My little green blankie!!!! I bought it from Pier 1 this summer during a clearance sale and I love it. With the changes in the weather my knees ache incredibly bad once the cooler time settles in. Once my body is used to the cooler weather then we are fine, but until then tucking my little green blankie around my legs when I am relaxing in the evening wards of the pains. I am actually using it around my shoulders now...It is a wee bit before 6:30am...on a Saturday. Oh and not to make you think I get up early or anything, but I actually woke on my own at 5am ready for the day. I thank my mother for my sleeping disorders!!!