If I could find my sketchbook, I'd draw.

Not sure what I would draw...some swirls and see what happens probably.

I feel nervous. I just wrote out a "renewal lease" for our townhouse tennant whose lease is up at the end of January. If she doesn't renew, it's waiting tables time for me. That thought makes me want to vomit. But, I need to have HOPE IN THE LORD that He will provide what I need. That is not always what I want. Okay, I can breath a little better now. It's not in my hands. I'll keep you posted.

And, I hear my little gal calling "Mommy" from the bed. Life it going to work out.