Jeff gets 15 days leave from Afghanistan...and boy, has it been a busy week!!
I'm trying to prepare for his homecoming. Getting laundry actually put away (a minor miracle, you understand, not to dress from the clothes basket!). Floor swept. Furniture dusted. Bathrooms spic and span. Or they will be. BEFORE he arrives. (I hope!)
All the housework I've neglected for the ten months (2 months in training, 8 in country) he's been away, is now getting done! LOL
Well, the bees, anyway. I saw them buzzing on a pretty day earlier this week (we've had temps in the 60's!). So they survived the winter (no thanks to me!).
The chickens, however, have not fared so well.
The truth is, of course, that I've been too busy quilting. (Who has time for chickens and bees!?) I've done other things, too. Homeschooling and running with two active boys takes time.
But all the available time I've had I've spent in my sewing room. It is, truly, my therapy! :-)
And yes, my obsession! LOL
This week, while juggling the many things I need to do, I've worked on the Brown Bag Quilt! The top is complete, and it goes into the "to-be-quilted" pile. My deadline for the challenge is April 1st. Quilted and bound! :-) I've come this far, I'll try to see it through! :-D
It's amazing how my priorities change, though, with the eminent arrival of my deployed husband. Suddenly, the quilting can wait. I want the house to be ready. I'm preparing myself (I've lost about 15 lbs. My butt is firmer from step aerobics! and I got my hair done. I'll try to work in a pedicure --- what is it about painted toenails that guys like!?!?). I wanna get the taxes finished (so I can give him news of a refund, Lord willing! :-D). It wouldn't do for him to come home and find that he was second in my priorities!
All week long this scripture has circulated in my head:
“Be dressed ready for service and keep your lamps burning, like men waiting for their master to return from a wedding banquet, so that when he comes and knocks they can immediately open the door for him. It will be good for those servants whose master finds them watching when he comes. I tell you the truth, he will dress himself to serve, will have them recline at the table and will come and wait on them. It will be good for those servants whose master finds them ready, even if he comes in the second or third watch of the night. (Luke 12:35-38 NIV)
Wouldn't it be something if we lived like we thought Jesus would arrive at any moment!?
I want to be able to open the door immediately for Jeff. No scrambling to do what has not been done. No covering up misdeeds or mismanagement of what he's given me. Just,
"Come on in, honey! I'm so glad you are here!"
When He comes, will He find me ready!?