Plans Smlans

If there's one thing i should know, it is that things change.  Especially plans.

For example, i thought and planned that i would never go back to work again, specifically not to the same job where i'm about to go.

My mom always told me to never say "never" to God.  My mom always knows what she's talking about.

And then when i decided i would go back to work for the exact same job i said i'd never go back to, i thought it would be next Tuesday.

This morning, i started feeling a little pre-panic about the idea of having only a week left at home to fuss over chickens and dishes and swept floors and crochet projects and . . .

I kept reminding myself that my life doesn't end when i go back to work.  That i will still come home and clean out chicken coops and doctor chickens and hatch eggs and crochet scarves and slippers and wash dishes and . . .

Then, this afternoon, after a lovely visit with an old friend -- and also my first crochet customer -- who i got to catch up with over a glass of tea, i got a phone call.  My new/old boss wants to know if i can come in sooner than Tuesday.  I said that i would talk to my hubby and get back to them.

And now, i am preparing to go to work tomorrow.

So much for my plans.

So i ironed some clothes and packed some lunches (for both of us) and did laundry and re-cleaned my kitchen and prepared my chickens to live without me and remembered that i have a crochet bag stashed in my vehicle 'cause i'm sneaky like that, and i set the coffee maker to make us some coffee at 4:00 a.m., and i went over the contents of my purse and . . .

Good grief.

Did i say 4:00 a.m.?

Yes, yes i did.

It' almost 10:00 p.m., which means i should not be talking to you right now.  But this mind isn't quite ready for sleep.  I imagine that will be different tomorrow night.  Ha!

You can make many plans, but the LORD's purpose will prevail.

~Proverbs 19:21~