Month: May 2023
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Lightbulb, Diaper, Bath
It’s a little early in the morning for me to be awake. My youngest likes to get up early and turn on all the lights. The primary problem with his routine is that as often as not one of those lights is burnt out. Today he was very calm when he asked for a new…
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Cardboard Boxes
We get boxes of diapers for the two younger boys. Magic decided to perch herself atop them. Sadly my youngest didn’t let her stay long. But I got a good picture before he brushed her down. The real pile of boxes however is being slowly moved from his older brother’s room to the new apartment.…
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Moving Day.
My son has been packing up his stuff to go to the very first apartment of his own. A buddy of mine came over this morning with his truck and we started the process of getting boxes and furniture into the new place. We moved a good third of my son’s stuff into his apartment…
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Enough Truck Day
I went to work, put away truck most of the day, and left after a full shift. This has been the most relaxing day I’ve had in weeks. They do make for some tremendous story telling at least. I’m going to try to have a peaceful night. I hope y’all can do the same. 4…
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Not Enough Truck Day
Truck day for my Walgreens rotates with every major holiday. Right now it’s on Wednesday. I went in will the full intention of getting as much truck put away as I capably could. There’s always other stuff to do though. I helped at front register, photo and pharmacy. I did get to do some truck…
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Another Good Day Off
I’ve been discussing testimonies and politics all day with some video games in between. We took my friend to a shelter for his more long term needs last night so I worried about him today too. Our son is getting his own apartment. He can move in at the end of the week. On Saturday…
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Refocus
Today I am trying to refocus on things of eternal significance and being distracted by my politics and the cat. It’s hard to remember sometimes that the neediest people are actually image bearers of God. And our family has its own needs. It’s very easy for my adult children to become dysregulated when I’m attending…