I’m still here.

I’ve been a bad blogger the past 2 weeks or so. I haven’t really written anything at all. And those of you that have followed for awhile know that I’m not one to just take a bloggy vacay. I enjoy blogging too much.

The past 2 weeks have been BUSY. We found our new church home and have been going and doing stuff with our new church friends almost every night. I have a Bible Study class on Tuesdays, church on Wednesday Nights [where we usually go out to Chik-Fil-A afterwards to fellowship], The guys play basketball on Thursdays, and then church on Sunday’s at 9:30-12:00 and then again at 6:00. I’m loving it though. I love being busy and having stuff to do.

Josh started his new job last week. I’m not really as overjoyed about that as I figured I would be. Not overjoyed that he’s working, but happy because he has a second job and we are almost out of the financial rut we have been in for several months. But I’m not enjoying the hours that he is working right now. He worked Monday-Thursday last week with the Coast Guard until 4:00 atleast, then worked 12 hour shifts on Friday and Saturday. It’s just not as easy as I thought it would be…having him gone so much, that is. He’s got duty with the CG this week, which always means longer days. It was 6:00 before he got home last night, and he had to work today [which he is usually off on Friday’s] and all weekend. It’s just not easy to have him not around. Noah doesn’t like it either. Even though he is only 10 1/2 months, he knows when his daddy is supposed to be home and when he’s not, Noah gets ill and fussy and just wants his daddy at home.

Oh well. God doesn’t test us beyond what we can handle right? I know that all of this is to teach me [and Josh] something. Maybe, how important family is? That Josh really doesn’t want to ever have a job that requires so much of his time away from home? It’s just had me in a bad mood. Weird right? That something so seemingly insignificant to most people could keep me in an ill mood…oh well. I love my husband. Noah loves his Daddy, and we want him home with us when we can get him.