Jet lag is bad enough. It is much worse if you get it and haven't been on a plane!

Forgive me. I missed posting yesterday. My day started early. I was fueling my pickup on the western fringe of Abilene just after four-thirty in the morning. I was back at the compound in St. Lawrence by eight. That even included a stop by my folks house to get ET. He wanted to go to St. Lawrence when I did, to talk with the GM. I think actually what he did was drop off his resume in hopes that if the GM learns of any opportunities he would pass it along.

I was appreciative of ET's company and help. We stayed busy and by the time LM got there with the big truck to get the big travel trailer we were ready! It just took a few minutes more and I was hooked to the last remaining RV and all that was left was to go through the office and tell everyone 'bye and to pick up the final check. On the way back I made a stop and did some banking. I didn't catch up with LM until I was in Abilene. It took a short while to finish getting the big trailer to its place, but it is done. All that remained in my day was to take the truck and leave it at a friends shop and to drive LM home to Sweetwater. It was kind of like deja vue all over again as I found myself fueling my pickup for the second time in fourteen hours at the very same station! I finally made it to the house after a stop off at Albertson's (again). I suppose this could get old, but if you ever live in isolation for a while, you begin to appreciate lots of things you take for granted, like every store is a convenience store!

When I got home I was spent! Five hundred miles and I was a whipped puppy! I walked through the door and Krl was wanting to show me something. In one of the spare bedrooms she had found a cat. I immediately thought, dead smelly carcass because we had been gone so long and we don't own a cat. As it turns out, about three weeks ago Krl's "bud" that was house sitting, called and told Krl that when she arrived at the house the back door was open. Everything was in place. The only thing out of order was that the door to this spare bedroom was open. She closed the doors and decided to make more frequent checks. I don't know how but this cat survived being locked up. No evidence of any accidents. This must have been a "fat cat" when this began. Krl is an animal lover and immediately she and the cat bonded. Of course it probably helped that Krl had a bowl of water and an open can of tuna in hand! The cat is a long hair version of Sylvester (of the tweety bird lineage) except he is a she. I have named her Sylvesta, Krl is calling her Boots, the hounds are calling her Supper! While Krl is thrilled I keep telling her that somewhere in the neighborhood there is probably a three year old that is heartbroken because her cat ran away! She vowed to take Sylvesta around the neighborhood today, before we become attached.

FATHER, I need YOU. I find that battles rage inside of me, emotions run rampant. I am short, I am irritable. I am in need of renewal. I need to decompress. I need YOUR strength when I am weak and self centered. Forgive me FATHER. I pray for those in need of YOUR gift of healing. Physically, spiritually, emotionally. Come into my life LORD JESUS.