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I only have the wall left in my bed room and a couple of coats on corner bead. Then it will be time for painting. Checked the classifieds and there were five jobs posted.
I am going to have to hang out at some of the kitchen design stores and beat my own drum. It is a process and I do believe God shall provide because it has always worked that way. I am so truly blessed in so many ways.
Journals are a conversation you have with yourself that you let other people hear. Unfortunately, I, who talk too much, go amazingly mum in the face of these pages. I am reading a lot of Paul Coelho and enjoying his exploration of the feminine side of God. All too aware of the miracle of being alive, filled with thankfulness and a sense of joy. This runs against my fear of not making money, hoping someone wants to hire me for my skills. It is funny how as humans we are such a mix of the incredible and the mundane.
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Now I surely want the house in order and I don't even live there..just because it's the way we are here in the USA...we love company and social life...especially us poets...because we see life in metaphors, fantasies, imagery and etc....I'm sure you will have much done by their arrival....Oh yes God will bless you with a another wonderful job....watch just as they arrive...LOL...You know GOD does have that loving touch he gave the feminine ones...He loves us all..like a mother & father love their babes.....I must look up that book you're reading sounds so intresting by Coelho..so pass me the title please....Have a Bless day Tom..........Novy
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Oh, yes we do. Life becomes so mundane sometimes that we have to do something incredible! I have been doing so much soul searching lately. Too much I think.
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Introspection without a goal is almost a sin. We tend to weigh ourselves and always find ourselves wanting. I got to get off my fat ass and get more stuff cleaned around my house. That tends to be my focus now. Though it was fun watching Ratatoui with my son last night.
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Hey, that is what I've been doing...lol. Spring Cleaning is good for the soul. Sure make the body weary...lol.
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With Chez and Juls coming in on April 29th I must clean and ready the house or my wife will be more than displeased. Plus, you are correct. It does a soul good.
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