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Forging on, and trying not to hurt myself

When things start to get cooking around here, it makes for a hectic, busy, life. This is my first summer with two high schoolers, and their schedules alone fill up my schedule fast. Then there is all of the stuff I try to squeeze in over the summer, trips to the dentist, physicals, the eye doctor. The latest is trying to get three sons ready to go back east for two weeks, add to that the fact that I leave for a week long business trip the day before the boys leave. Now that is the good news! I have been looking for the perfect role for a while now, I just may have found it. Going back to my Training & Consulting business roots, I'll be teaching classes as a consultant on a 6 month contract.

Meanwhile, while life seems to be headed in the right direction. I found work, My kids are happy, healthy, and busy. I was able to volunteer at Vacation Bible School. I am managing to make time for myself to stay grounded. Guess what starts to happen???? I am a walking injury. I burn my arm on the grill (second degree burn, and big). I try to Doctor it my self, and one week later, I have a fever, a booming headache, a throbbing arm, and I am all dizzy. (It was REALLY infected) Then while playing with my dog in the pool, he scratches my leg, and leaves a monstrous three claw black bruise. Then! When doing a jewelry show, I get bitten by my host's tiny little dog. That hurt like crazy, and the bruise and swelling on my leg, is even bigger than the first one.(it is right above my other huge bruise). Lastly, two nights ago I bit the inside of my lip, and now I have a huge, ultra sore puffy injury in my mouth.

I am starting to believe that this is all not a coincidence. I am feeling better and stronger (spiritually) than I have for a very long time. What did I tell you about where Satan wants us? Weak, insecure, and miserable.

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