After hubby left yesterday I did come back into this room and surveyed what I was thinking. I was sure it would work. I mentally made a few other changes I wanted to do. And I rolled up my sleeves and began to work. I pulled the recliner out of the room. Then I moved the bookcase that was on my left, and moved it to the wall next to the window. Next, I went in the back room and started moving the desk into this room. Sigh.
That's where I ran into a problem. I measured the length of the desk to make sure it could fit in this area, but I did not measure the width. And the width was larger than the door. I tried every which way and it just was about an inch too wide for the door. I could not lift it, the desk is too heavy. After asking God for His help, and knew it wasn't going to be by my strength, I returned the desk back to its former location, and brought the recliner back into the room, moved my little table to the left side (versus the right side) of the chair and wow - it actually opened up this corner.
I had become such a packrat in that corner. I had books stacked everywhere behind the chair. Old prescription bottles too. Why am I keeping SOME of those? Because when I separate out my change, I drop them into one of the bottles. Or rather, that is my thought. I do use one for my quarters. I think it is one bottle holds $10 of quarters. Makes it easier to roll and have the right amount. (that would be another home alone task.) It felt good to clear out the books and put some back on the bookcase in the other room (which is getting bad and I need to spend a day working on that. It felt good to clean up the mess behind my chair. Now to see how long I can keep it this way! Yes, I still have a stack of books here that I've put on the floor next to the bookcase. Many are different versions of the Bible; but most are books I want to read or reread and just haven't yet. And yes I still prefer book in hand versus on the Kindle. But that is nice when we are out and about and I don't want to carry books with me. With my Kindle, I have perhaps a hundred books with me, but never as many as my son does on his! He reads much faster and more often than I do. I wish I did have more time....and some time I shall.
Anyway, back to my moving things around, I completed what I could last night and I was exhausted. I mean, really exhausted. I realize how weak I have gotten without working out with my weights. I haven't walked in a long time so my legs aren't as strong. I know, I've said many times I'm going to start, and sometimes I do, but haven't stuck with it Feeling the way I did, and seeing how little strength I have from just sitting at the computer all day and working, yeah, I need to do something. It didn't help that I had gone to donate blood yesterday and probably shouldn't have been moving heavy things... that was a whole 'nother feeling. I laid on the floor at one point just to get refocused. But, over all, I did what I wanted - mostly - and I did it "all by myself" (and with God helping). And I was happy.
Hubby's comment this morning when he walked in to bring my coffee? "I like what you did with the room, it really opened up that corner." I was not expecting THAT. I was expecting questions of 'who, what, when, where' and getting chewed out for doing it on my own. But he didn't. (thank you, Lord). He just said he liked it. And that is all he needed to say.
I have started buying for Christmas and several things are sitting under my window. Hoping I can work on them this weekend and write down what I've bought for whom. It isn't a whole lot, but some, and I want to be careful on how much I buy this year. I want to give my kids more.... after all, they give to their families and they don't get as much. But, one of my boys.... and he is the hardest to buy for....
Do you have a special friend that you love to stay in contact with? Looking at my cards for today I have pulled the one out that says: "God has blessed me with a great friend, and for that I am thankful!" Do you have that special friend that brings special memories to your mind? I do. Even though she only lives about six miles from me now, we've known each other for over 50 years. Can you even imagine that? I met her when I was pregnant with my oldest, and my husband was overseas. Her husband was too, but she wasn't pregnant. We hit it off for some reason. We had lunch a few weeks ago and had many giggles about the times we would - in the late evening hours - crave a Texas Stromboli. Oh my goodness, this place in Goshen made the best. We would count pennies to get enough money together to buy one and split it. I haven't found any place that makes it as good as they did. I wonder if I could try to make it myself.... doubtful. There is another friend that I have treasured... I met her in the early 70's and we became fast friends..... her children were friends (and still are) with my children. This friend walked with me through many journeys. God took her on many journeys after we both moved from the little town to other states. I often think of her, and miss her greatly. But I know that one day I will see her again. I come across cards occasionally that I kept from her and remember the fun times we had. LOL We would roam the streets at night in our little town, talking to truckers on our CBs. Her handle was 'Purple Pony." Mine was "Temptation". Wow. That was a different life. I miss her so much. God had better plans for her and took her home to be with Him. I will see her again.
Proverbs 8:24 (NKJV): "A man who has friends must himself be friendly, But there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother."
We have an even greater Friend in Jesus. Our other friends may move away; they may die. But Jesus is always with us, always near us, and always waiting for us to chat with Him. He truly is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. We are never alone, when Jesus is with us.
Blessings!
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