It's cold this morning, and when I look toward the lake through the front window, I see whipping trees; through the blowing fog, I can barely see Ken and Nancy's house and the thermometer hanging just outside our kitchen says 34 degrees. We probably won't walk our laps today. When we're home we're pretty consistent about walking–two laps nearly every morning, and we try to get in two in the late afternoon. That gives us around 3 miles for the day. When we travel we are lax about our walking schedule, though. Not sure why, because we easily could do our walking/exercise almost anywhere we are.
It's snug and cozy inside our house, although Jerry hasn't built a fire yet. Actually he got up before I did today, so when I came down the three steps from our bedroom, the aroma of coffee pleasantly assaulted my nostrils. We're in the study which is at the back of the house; he's checking out the news on his laptop. A sliding door leads from this room to a deck outside, so we have great views from this room also.
Although there are a few nubbins of discomfort, God has blessed me with a remarkable and wonderful life. Our four children and their spouses and children are such blessings and joy to us. God-fearing people, these four of ours, they not only are making an impact in the kingdom of God, but they are just decent people–good neighbors and upstanding citizens who pay their bills and treat folks right.
When I'm home, my days are filled with writing and doing the chores which demand my attention that day. I work long hours for I am blessed with stamina and energy and I love my work–most of it. 🙂 I also look forward to going to bed. Our bed is very comfortable; years ago I bought knit sheets and now will have nothing else. Although I have two other sets of sheets for our bed, I almost never put them on–just leave the bed bare until those knit sheets have gone through the laundry. We turn off all heat at night and cover ourselves with one down comforter and press our heads into the down pillows. Often, if I'm really tired, and it feels so good to be there, I thank God for such a comfortable snuggy den in which Jerry and I sleep. I doze off thinking of the wonderful morning I will have. Usually I am alone for an hour or so every morning, thinking, praying, and reading. It's a blessed life I lead.
Hope yours is too.