Thursday is the new Sunday

Well, at least it looks like that. Nothing new or exciting–love work, loving choir, kids are cute and wonderful, great husband. Still going to the gym, although the lunch hour doesn’t offer speedy training, it feels good. The garden will end on Saturday, it’s supposed to snow. We’re going to pick all the grapes and juice them, the carrots, what’s left of the corn, and, if it’s not supposed to have a real freeze, we’ll leave the squash out–otherwise they will all come in also.

I’ll pick all the plants and leave them where they are, we’ll clean out the coop and put all the litter on the garden. The hens gave 8 eggs today!!

I enjoyed conference and took to heart the counsel to be grateful and stop complaining. There is always a negative side, and yes we have stresses and problems, but the things that really matter are good. I think I’ll be able to make adjustments to my work schedule and set up a more long-term solution.

Also, we can’t believe it is happening so quickly–but there is already talk around the office–whisperings here and there and even a heavy hint dropped by the head honcho–that an offer from the Federal Defender may be coming. It will be contingent on getting the Bar thing worked out, but it looks like Heavenly Father is making good on all the promises and blessings we’ve been given in the past year.

And although many can’t understand why David would want to defend criminals, it makes me proud to see him so forcefully defend the constitution and the equal access to justice that this country was founded on. A true test of our values is to see if we still adhere to them when it is not convenient. And, how better follow Christ than to follow his example as an advocate for sinners? He didn’t just pay the price of the penitent, he paid for everything.

Anyway, we are very blessed. There is a lot of hope (and I no, I don’t say that just because Obama is up by 6 points). Really, even as the world collapses around our ears, I’ve never felt like things were more on track for our family.

Fall

It is so fun to start seeing the leaves turn everywhere and the mountains turn red. I have a tree in my backyard that has bright green, yellow, orange and red all mixed in on the same tree! I know, it’s picture time.

The garden is shamefully overgrown, but it’s at the end, so I don’t feel so bad. The squash are all wrapping up, still lots of tomatoes coming on. After 5 days ignoring the garden I found zucchinis the size of small children. Sadly, some corn is going to waste, but I might make corn bread out of it. Some melons are still coming on too.

I canned 23 quarts of peaches on Monday night, was up until 1:30 a.m. with my mom (thanks, mom!). Thanks also to my aunt who got them for me from a farm in Provo. Diane, you were right, canning is way easier than I thought.

This weekend I will finally get to the plum jam, they’re all picked and pitted and in the fridge. I picked my last fruit tree this week–the pears, and will be canning them also this weekend hopefully. David has planned to finally get the chicken coop run done (complete with top) so the free-range days will be over.

And guess what I found in the coop today!? Eggs! 9 or so. I thought they’d wait until spring, but apparently they’ll do a bit already. Wow. The coop needs cleaning out and the nests especially, which are basically full of dried poop–it will be great for the garden, though.

I SO need a tractor.

Work is going great, we have monthly reviews there–crazy, huh?– and everyone is happy with me. But every day it is more clear that me being gone all day is just not working for the family, Noah especially, but Lucy for sure and even Ben and Sophie have issues. And while tons of people work and say, “They’ll get used to it.” I think, “Do I want them to get used to the idea that I won’t be here for them?”

I am praying very hard that my work will be flexible with me after the new year and let me work from home half time. I know my kids well and I don’t have to wait for someone to have a breakdown or need therapy before I can see that it is not in their best interest to have this situation long term.

Still, I love the job, I need the money, and I hope to stay there a good long time, so let’s hope they’ll work with me.

Dave’s pro bono job is going well, but he already is looking forward to the day that he’ll have one job and not two. We are stressed about the bar and related matters, but it looks like they may be hiring next year, so if we can get the bar thing done, I think his chances are good. I can’t go into much detail, but I really need your prayers here.

Singing like crazy–the concert is Oct 18th and I have practices two nights a week until then. I also started lessons with the conductor’s wife–totally a coincidence, I’d asked her about taking me on before I even knew about the choir, she’s a U of U voice professor. She was wonderful and supportive and seemed very hopeful that I could get my game back on. I go during lunch, so I have to skip the workout every other Thursday.

Things are good, but the house is totally falling to pieces. What a state things are in!

Well, off to bed!