Jesus talked about praying in a closet. I thought I had a very nice place to pray. But Biscuit has been bothering me daily when I do pray, getting up into my lap as I'm reading prayer requests out of my binder, etc. It is very annoying. Today he also added a top note of truly evil farts as he laid in my lap. I love him but the timing is just terrible.
So I think I will either move into the bathroom or the laundry room (both have doors I can shut) for my prayer portion of the God Time. Everyone seems fine with the Bible study portion, and that is a lot of books.
I am glad I don't have to lug them around.
Pretty quiet today but the depression hit. I had had a low grade mania for awhile but that is at an end. Things were pretty grim around dinner but better now. I slept for a couple of hours but woke up very alert, so I will stay up a bit and go back to bed in a while.
That's it for now.
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