Yesterday I woke up early and hit the floor running - and it was three years since Mike died. I had to mow the lawn, it had finally been dry long enough for the lawn to dry out. I putzed (sp?) around until 8:00 before starting to mow the backyard with fresh wasp spray in hand to take care of any snake that may show its face - luckily I didn't have to use it. When I moved to the front yard the mower wouldn't start - to say I was irked is an understatement.
Then I thought about the little black squirrel that had been living in my neighbor's yard and/or the park across the street - had he made it through the winter? I'd been wondering about him several times this spring. So I started looking at the park across the street and saw a brown squirrel. Then what do my wondering eyes see - the black squirrel! I was so excited that I walked across the street and wondered how close I could get to him. I got within feet of him, gently talking to him telling him how glad I was to see that he made it through another winter. Then he scurried up a tree. I was so excited that God had let me see him.
Back to my mower hoping it had set long enough to start - nope. So I said to God that He had decided I wouldn't mow the front lawn but He let me see the squirrel. Upstairs I went to shower before getting my watch looked at. I thought I'd have enough time to do that before getting to The Well for setup for our open house. And with me being so busy - I wouldn't have time to visit Mike's bench yesterday. After the open house - which ended at 5:00 - was a NASCAR night race. It hit me in the shower that God had opened up time in my morning with not mowing my front yard that I would be able to spend that time at Mike's bench!
So I got the car washed, then remembered I'd be driving over a small portion of gravel to get to the park where Mike's bench is - I was going the "back way". So I thought I'd drive really s-l-o-w and maybe my car wouldn't get too dirty. I was barely moving which about drove me crazy, like 10 mph. When I got out of my car I saw it was really dirty - poo. But on to Mike's bench I went. Ok for some reason I can't upload pictures - grrrr.
I spent some time "talking" to Mike telling him that is was a pretty day, hard to believe it was three years, how things were going, that I was thinking about selling the house and how I missed him but was glad he wasn't suffering any longer. Then off on my next errand to WalMart for my watch.
We had an awesome open house at The Well. I had hoped to include pictures of before and after but guess not. If you want to visit Living Waters Fellowship Facebook page you can see them. We had a lot of people stop by. I zipped out of there to get my car washed (again) at the car wash across the street and then called Casey's that is close to me for a small/personal size pepperoni pizza as a treat. I made it to the end of the NASCAR race but went right to bed.
This morning after a great church service I headed to Orange Leaf (an awesome yogurt place with amazing flavors and toppings) to meet a friend I worked with at the WDM PD. We hadn't gotten together for a long time. Then off to WalMart to buy a pitcher to replace the one I dropped this morning after getting my orange juice and it broke and spilled orange juice all over the floor. It was made of plastic but it must have hit the floor just right to break a chunk out of the side. At least some of my kitchen floor got washed - again I try to look at the bright side.
And while I hated to do this - mowing on the Lord's day I had to - I tried to start my mower to mow my front lawn. Thankfully it started. I then got my solor fountain put out in the back yard along with the dog stone I had gotten from a friend after putting Butler down last year. I also splurged at WalMart and bought some pretty pink flowering plant to put on my plant stand on my back patio.
I then spread my snake repellent all around the back yard and front yard - we'll see how it works. I'm hoping and praying that between that and all the hole plugging I did (ok Jon my handy guy did) with putting down all that rock last year closed up a lot of holes the snakes had been using as homes.
This coming Thursday is Tulip Time - can't believe it's time for that already. My best friend from 7th grade and I are heading to Pella to see Dad and then enjoy Tulip Time. Then I drop Lori off at her car and head to Indianola for my small group leader's little boy's first Wee Tee ball game - and it's also his son's birthday. Then I may head to my tattoo guy to talk about my next tattoo. I asked my small group leader this morning at church if he wanted to go with me to my tattoo guy after the ball game and he's like "Nooooo". Oh well.
