The Day After (the world fell apart)

I cracked my eyes open and saw the morning light just peeping in through the blinds. The sun wasn't quite out yet, so I snuggled back down. 7:30. Not quite time to get up. I closed my eyes and dozed back off until my incessant alarm told me it was time to get the Mr.'s meds, get dressed, take out the dog, start the coffee.  That all done, I stepped on the scale to see what the aftermath of yesterday would be. I held my breath as I watched the numbers calibrate and then I almost gave a gleeful shout. Almost, but not quite, since everybody in the house was still asleep. Not only did I lose that pound I gained yesterday, I lost an extra one, to boot! Great start to a great day. I then realized that I had done all of the above chores without any pain whatsoever. Whatever ailed me yesterday was gone with yesterday's wind. This made me happy. I walked my not hurting knees down to the garden, coffee in one hand, Bible in the other, and plopped down in the over sized bright orange zero gravity patio lounger to have a talk with the Lord. 

We talked awhile. I brought Him my anxieties and concerns. He reassured me that He still holds the whole world in His hands, even if it looks like things are imploding all around us. I sipped my coffee and listened to the chatter of the birds and noticed how the trees are starting to turn. How can it possibly be almost the middle of OCTOBER? This year has gone so fast. Too fast. 

I reluctantly left the garden and went in to put my Keto pancake plan into motion. I was a little excited about this, because I loooooove pancakes. We don't have them very often and if this works, we may have them MORE often. 

So I got out the almond flour. I have never used almond flour. Got out the baking soda, and the eggs. The recipe calls for a lot of eggs. And the cream. I could put vanilla in, too, but since my cream already has vanilla in it (because it's also my coffee creamer) I didn't feel the need. I mixed up the batter, saw it was too thick, and added another egg. The pan being prepared, hot and sizzling, I poured in the batter and waited. Flipped it and waited. Then butter...no syrup, just jelly, the jelly I made last night. And it was pretty good! I would make it again. It might give us a break from the inevitable scrambled eggs, which we have been eating for months. You can only cook an egg so many ways. 

After breakfast I mostly just watched the hurricane tracker for the rest of the afternoon until the chores I had left called too loudly for me to ignore them. 

I have decided I was foolish to buy the vibrating plate. I don't see myself using it that much and it wasn't cheap. So I farted around trying to find a box to send it back in. In the process, looking for the garage key, a conversation was initiated with Matthew about said garage. He wants to move out of the office and back into his own space. Since the garage has been converted to living space, this is absolutely fine with me. I want my office back. He hates living across the hall from us. Only thing is, I may have written a check that my knees can't cash. I AM feeling better. But do I feel good enough to spend Mon thru Wed cleaning out what is mine in the garage and moving it into the spareOOm? I am motivated, but we will see. 

Tomorrow and Friday will be very busy. Girls are in the Fannin County Fair Pageant tomorrow night, and Fri we are supposed to babysit both girls and three of their cousins all day. Now THERE is a check I wrote that my knees might not be able to cash!