What a Circus

My life is finally my own. It has been a crazy, wonderful year so far and I’m truly praying for some peace and quiet. I don’t like interruptions to my routine. I’m a creature of habit and enjoy the perceived boredom of the same thing day after day. It’s not boring for me. I can get more done in 15 minutes than most people can do in a day. Just don’t interrupt me. No, that doesn’t happen. I don’t have a cell phone, seriously. I have a cheap flip phone somewhere in my car for emergencies, but that’s it. Of course, I have used it to order a pizza on the way home from wherever I’ve been. I don’t answer the house phone. If people want to talk to me, they send me an email or just stop over.

On the positive side, I’m finally getting some serious writing done. Thank you, Lord. I miss spending time with the voices in my head. No, I’m not crazy. Well, maybe just a little. I’m one of those writers that have trouble talking about a work in progress. I start with an outline, but the deeper I get into the story, the more likely one or more of the characters will just take it over. So, I’ll just tell you right now, it’s going good. Pray for me.

For those who care, my daughter’s wedding was beautiful. It poured down rain, but nobody noticed. The bride and groom had eyes only for each other and the guests were so dazzled by the look on the happy couple’s face that nothing else mattered. The Presence of the Lord was felt by all in attendance.

Until the next time.