A Road Less Travelled

I have various potential blog posts rattling around in my head. Actually, they’re not rattling. Regardless of common suppostition there is something in my head besides a few random blog posts; currently my head is so full of stuff that’s going on that the potential blog posts barely have room to breathe, much less rattle. I have grand ideas of how life is going to be. But right now I have no idea what I need to get done first. After we move I will be closer to people and better able to drop by and help them out when they need it. But right now Gabrielle is stretched out trying to help out everyone she can and I’m too busy packing and painting to help anyone else. After we move. Everything will be right after we move. We’ll pick up playing Polaris again after we move. I’ll put my life in order after we move. I’ll have a place to write after we move. I’ll be able to devolop my talents to better serve the church after we move. I’ll form better habits and become more organized after we move. I’ll practice being less self-centered and loving the people around me after we move. I’ll change the world after we move. Right now I feel both very busy and very useless at the same time. Except for when we’re laughing over some very strange and silly thing because we didn’t get enough sleep last night. I could be enjoying this a lot if I just stopped trying to think about everything at once. Aha, that’s it–my perennial problem that I’m thinking too much. I will promptly stop thinking, go to bed, and get some sleep so tomorrow I can go sand floors and laugh over very strange and silly conversations. I’m sure it will be very lovely.