I don’t work today, so today I am back to my real job at home!  I need to catch up on housework, get some groceries and a hair cut, stuff like that.  It’s been a tiring week and it was good to sleep in a little.  Tomorrow I go in again, then the weekend off.  I still have things to learn, and things to adjust to with the job.  Still getting used to the early mornings.  I might not know if I really like this job until I am at it a little longer.  But I know I need to do it and it will be ok.  I guess I am having an “attitude adjustment!”

Last night I went and helped in an assembly line, packing up some Thanksgiving meals for the Caring Center in Lebanon.   There are about 300 total they will be giving out to families in need.  Then I stopped in at the Mobile Chapel at the truck stop where Ed was serving last night.  We talked to a trucker named James from Texas.  He seemed like a very sweet, good hearted person.  I haven’t met too many yet, but every trucker I’ve met in there has always looked very tired.  He was happy for some fellowship.  (It was a long day for us yesterday!)

This song comes to mind:

Are you ever burdened
With a load of care
Does the cross seem heavy
You are called to bear
Count your many blessings
Every doubt will fly
And you will be singing
As the days go by

Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your blessings
See what God has done
Count your blessings
Name them one by one
Count your many blessings
See what God has done

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  1. Sounds like you will adjust to the job just fine. From years of working at Friendly’s, I can tell you that you will start to love your regulars! I still miss some of the early morning folk from when I waitressed…I have considered getting a job again, but don’t know how my kness would hold up anymore!!!And you are right, if we all counted our blessings instead of what we think we don’t have, boy we’d be some happy campers!

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  2. @Happy_Mom_777 – Thanks for your nice thoughts!  That’s what I mean about counting my blessings, I don’t mean to be a whiner or that I don’t appreciate this opportunity.  It’s just a harder adjustment than I thought it would be.  It does make me think about how lucky I was being home with my boys for so many years!

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