autumn, leaves, fall

Two More Sleeps 'Til Turkey

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Today is an up and down sort of day, because on one hand I'm all YAY GOING HOME FOR THANKSGIVING and on the other I'm sad that I'm having to quit the job I actually enjoy and do something else. There's a few reasons, but it boils down to this. This job is high energy and makes me tired, so whenever I'm not there I'm in recuperative mode and I can't get my own work done. Therefore Admire is suffering, and since it's more important in the long run, I need to find some other less draining way of making the big bucks so my business continues to grow. I talked to my boss today and she was really cool about it, and I am already looking at other options for cashflow.

This grew out of last night coming home at the lowest of the low points and knowing in my drive home that something had to give. I'm just not cut out to run marathons day to day. Even if I'm often enjoying myself on the road to utterly crashing. Today I met a 59 year old lady who had waited her whole life to marry and finally found the perfect man. She said he was worth waiting for. I really enjoyed working with her, and it kept me smiling. Everyone I worked with today was lovely, actually.

So, at any rate, this weekend is a ROAD TRIP with my beloved whose company I have lacked a great deal this last month. We are having a special Thanksgiving dinner with my parents this year that I have been bragging about to anyone who'll listen to me with all the drool dripping out. Paul keeps faintly singing "Don'tcha know it's only two more sleeps 'til TURRR-KEY!!" in decreasing date intervals. In other words, we're pretty pumped about being home for Thanksgiving. It's been awhile since we've visited Saskatoon and we miss everyone.

Since I may not get to present this litany in a perfectly date specific manner, now is as good a time as any. I am thankful for many things.

I am thankful for the church we have finally found, the gospel choir and the people who care about us already.
For the home we love so dearly, and the view of the city out our window.
For the phone ringing with a wedding inquiry the moment we conclude a money conversation with, "God will provide for us."
For the fall colors that remind me of how wonderful creation is.
For the many families whose homes contain memoirs that I had a hand in making.
For the old friends who continue to keep up with me from a distance.
For the new friends we are making here.
For family whose prayers lift us up.
For God, without whom all is hopeless.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone - and very early Thanksgiving to you American folk who read this blog.