{"id":213,"date":"2005-09-05T20:55:03","date_gmt":"2005-09-06T05:55:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2005\/09\/05\/let-there-be-light\/"},"modified":"2005-09-05T20:55:03","modified_gmt":"2005-09-06T05:55:03","slug":"let-there-be-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2005\/09\/05\/let-there-be-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Let there be light.."},"content":{"rendered":"

Papa got tired of hitting his head on my broken chandelier in the dining room, which is also my office. I’ve learned over the years to sidestep it automatically, but well, poor papa is quite a bit taller then me too, and hit his head every single time. It was always something that was on the “we’ll get to it” list, and the “next time we think about it” list of to do’s – but papa found me a lovely light that was even on sale and brought it to me. “Call J! Tomorrow!”
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\nSo I did. And this afternoon, J came through and pulled down this poor tired old thing<\/a> and replaced it with this, non-injuring pretty lil thing complete with a new dimmer switch too!<\/a> It’s odd to have light from above me rather then behind me in the entry way, for sure. *L* but very nice too. Thanks papa and J!<\/p>\n

I couldn’t sleep last night. I just… didn’t want to go to bed, couldn’t go to bed. I watched a couple of movies with the kids, then sat back down here and spent a few hours setting up exel spreadsheet for budgeting. I’ve never been a good budget person. The money comes in, I pay what I can, i rob peter to pay paul, I wiggle things around. Thats’ what I’ve always done, always had to do. Well, I don’t have much of a choice now. Things have to change if I’m going to be able to support these kids on my own. So I figured out everything I had on hand, including what has been given to us and started putting things toward the places it was most needed. Sure, there’s some things that will just simply have to wait, but for the most part, we’ll end up doing allright. <\/p>\n

Money wise at least.<\/p>\n

The pup is feeling better, even had a healthy tantrum and told me she hated me. heh. Always a sure sign that she’s feeling better. [have no fear, she’s curled up in my lap right now. I always just tell her that I love her enough for both of us. no calling nanny 911 on us!] Tonsils are still swollen and icky looking, so I’m gonna take her into see the doc tomorrow after school.<\/p>\n

Today at about 5pm i found myself looking at the clock, then the phone, and thinking “his flight should be here, wonder if he got delayed.” about halfway through the thought i realized just what i was thinking and just kinda… urgh. He was supposed to come home today. It makes it all that much real.<\/p>\n

Tomorrow will be spent going around town and paying up bills with the money that people have so generously donated to us. It’s amazing the support that we’ve gotten. I fear the kids are going to hate going back to mom’s cooking! It’s been so wonderful though, and I really couldn’t do this or be this strong without everyone’s support and help and just willingness to be there for us. <\/p>\n

The pup, in the midst of her little tantrum, decided she was gonna sit on her floor and pout at me from her doorway. The result of that?<\/p>\n

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Heh. Sometimes – she’s too cute for words.<\/p>\n

So all in all – today has been quiet. No where near normal or calm or easy… but quite. And sometimes, that’s just good enough.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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