So Behind in "Real" Life!

Oh my goodness! I am SO behind! I have mail piled up and Christmas cards to read. I have laundry to put away (at least it is clean) and pictures to hang. I need to get TONS of work stuff finished, too!!! For Kivu, I have on my plate right now: Spring Break trip transportation and scheduling, summer clothing, summer menu, summer schedule and the new playbook to write. Oh my! I'm not even sure where to begin! A big Dr. Pepper on the beach sure sounds nice! :)

Please pray for our house in Branson to sell (pictures below). 2010 is here finances are getting tight as we rent a home here in Durango while our home in Branson sits empty. I am praying so hard for the perfect family to fall in love with the home and the location! Andy is very stressed out about it right now and it would be such a huge relief if it would sell! I think it would also be good confirmation that we made the right decision in the move! I know we did, but sometimes doubt creeps in.

Tonight Hays has his Christmas orchestra concert which was postponed. I cannot wait to hear Jingle Bells in January! I've been hearing Jingle Bells and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star as he practices his cello every nigh. . .it will just be different to hear a bunch of little beginners working it out!

Thanks for your prayers! Andy is in Florida this weekend and then he is headed to Branson for a day or two to make sure there is nothing he can do for the house! Pray. Pray. Pray!!!

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Sweet.and.Sowers said…

Girl I hear you... I'm about 2 years behind on "real" life :) Work? Check. Personal stuff? Waaaaaaay behind! So, somehow someway we need to be in the same city at the same time so we can catch up. Miss you!!!

January 14, 2010 at 2:47 PM

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