I have no desire to step up on a soap box today. There’s the whole “We Want to Celebrate Colonization of the Americas” day thing, but I don’t really feel like digging into it. I can’t think of anything that is bothering me more than the ulcer that currently feels like it has actually poked a hole in my stomach.
I have nothing much to say about Loki. My communication with Him is getting a little clearer, and He’s made it plain that His hand is at work in my life right now, but my path is still covered in underbrush so I don’t know quite where I’m going.
I have nothing much to say about Kender. He keeps going forward in leaps and bounds, and surprises me both in what he does talk about and simultaneously how he won’t answer questions about the simplest things. It looks like I might actually be able to get most, if not all, of my desired roundtable together for his IEP, but nothing is certain yet.
I have nothing much to say about school. I keep working on my own studies at seminary, and the kids keep working (or not working, as the case may be) on their own general education studies. Jarod wants to learn Japanese, and in the name of encouraging his interests I’m jumping off that cliff with him.
I have nothing much to say about the house. The refrigerator is still on its deathbed and hasn’t been replaced yet. I started working for Uber this past weekend, and I am hopeful that it will help with some of these repair/replace bills that keep piling up.
That’s a fair bit of “nothing much” for one day.