As Saturday's go, I have had better, but I have had worse.

This humidity is tough! Krl had a difficult Friday night so I was trying to not to do anything to wake her yesterday morning. I was really antsy because I was needing to mow the side and back yard which would route me repeatedly by the bedroom Krl slept in, so I waited until she woke up. The temperature was not that bad but when you went outside you were instantly drenched with sweat. I got everything in place, all the hoses rolled, the pool toys out of the yard, and the flower planters back on the porch, grabbed my weedeater and made quick work of the borders. Krl had come out and started mowing. We had a little mechanical miscue with the mower, I guess that happens when its as old as ours is. After about a ten minute repair break we were going again. We tag teamed the yard and made quick work of it. Immediately upon completion I jumped in the truck and headed to the pharmacy to pickup Rx scripts before they closed. While I was there I made a trek by the deli and pickup up fried chicken with all the trimmings. When I arrived back home Krl had everything put away and all I had to do was close and lock the gate. We took a few minutes to cool down and recuperate before we sat down and ate. Krl was feeling pretty weak so she laid down for a while and I got comfortable watching some mindless television show and I dozed off as well. I woke up grabbed a shower and began to make plans for the Saturday errands, Lowe's and the grocery store. I was running really late but thankfully it did not matter.

Krl asked me repeatedly why I was mad and who I was mad at. I told her I am mad at me. I don't like realizing that I can't go and do like I used to. That after mowing, the rigor mortis sets in and I am stiff and achy. It makes me mad that even after I disassembled the blown down basketball goal it is a monster to move and load into the pickup to take it to storage. It wasn't that big a chore to cart it around fifteen years ago. It makes me mad that I now have a medicine bag and a regular prescription intake. It makes me mad that I am dependent upon pickle juice to ward off muscle cramps. It makes me mad that I made decisions years ago that haunt us now. Maybe I need to forgive myself and try to age gracefully. Ouch.

The creme de le creme to my day was late last evening. A vicious sneeze, and I broke my glasses. Talk about the blind leading the blind. Krl and I were scurrying about trying to find the broken piece but it is beyond repair. Today I will wait until Krl wakes up to drive me and hopefully Lenscrafters will have the parts to fix them. I had considered attempting to drive to church, I could probably keep my glasses on my face for that distance but I am finding that I get one of those "eye pulling" headaches when I "try" to see without them. I guess I am squinting.

FATHER, forgive me, but YOU have YOUR work cut out for YOU today and this week. Thankfully I know YOU can get it done. Take control. Instill in me YOUR perfect peace, the confidence that YOUR plan is unfolding as YOU intend. I thank YOU and ask YOUR blessings and care for Krl. I pray for those near and dear who are in need of YOUR healing. I pray for those sad with loss. I pray for those of us who struggle in our walk with YOU. I pray for our spiritual family and our leaders. I pray for the efforts to expand YOUR kingdom. Peace perfect Peace.