Notes to Self...and whoever's listening

 Ah, birthdays. This year's birthday has me equal parts appreciative, apprehensive and annoyed. I truly am appreciative for all that the Lord has given me, including the countless friends that have reached out to me all day long to wish me a great day. I'm appreciative of family, including a sister fighting her own pain today working to make my birthday dinner just right. I'm appreciative of loving uncles far away who called me to razz me about my age and wish me well. I have a LOT to appreciate, no doubt. I'm apprehensive because age brings new issues, like my brother and I discussing birthdays (his was yesterday) and then veering off course to talk about our carpel tunnel and how he's going to the doc today and I'm getting injections in my hands tomorrow. I'm apprehensive that I don't have a church home currently. I'm apprehensive that Covid is still here. I'm apprehensive because it's a bit of how I live, who I am. I'm annoyed with the...

 I had an "as for me and my house" moment this week. Ever had one of those? Of course, I'm not dealing with what Joshua had to deal with way back when those words were first uttered. I have never spied on foreign lands, reported back to Moses, then helped lead the charge in said land. Phew. That sounds like a lot of work! 😂😂 No, I just had a moment this week where it dawned on me that I haven't been taking Covid-19 precautions as I once had. Here is a post I shared on Facebook yesterday explaining a bit more:  I hate Covid. I know I'm not the only one. I just realized how much I do last night...or maybe I just re-realized (yeah, that's a word cuz I said so!) it last night. I've been lax in my stand against Covid. Yes, I still wear my mask (and if you choose not to, please distance from my family until this is over), I have made it a point not to go inside of people's houses instead meeting friends on their porches, I wash my hands all the time and ca...