3 PM Sunday

 it's been a hard weekend but I made it.  I had plans, most of them didn't happen.  I holed up like a hermit fighting my mental and spiritual battles.  

And I did what I've done before; turned it all over to God, the whole sordid, stinking, mess, and said "You say You can make something wonderful out of this, save people and use me to bring them comfort.  I'm going to trust in Your plan for that, that You're going to use it for good".  

I made some pancakes, and took a nap with Cleo.  Woke up with the original 3 in my bed.  

One thing I'm proud of, I did up a huge sack of "driver candy" (candy with Scripture booklets) first thing when I got up.  I'm also listening to positive music.  

I don't think today's a day for Linkin Park.  Ha ha.  

I did get a great photo of Spotty today: 

I made the mistake of leaving the drawer open.  I've always had problems with the drawers sticking so I often leave them open.  It was full of socks.  

Last night I woke up to see Spotty digging in the drawer with great intensity.  He's thrown nearly all the socks on the floor.  I went back to sleep and woke up to him like this.  

I'll do something else with my socks.