I happily woke up this morning because it is Monday. Monday is perhaps my favorite day of the week. I dislike weekends because it means lots of things, like, oh, my baby is a week older, the months are going by way too fast and I didn't get everything done the prior week that I had wanted to/planned on doing.
A new week is so nice because you can have new goals to work towards, new recipes to plan to test out over the coming week, new sewing projects to think about and start, etc.
Today David started a new job. He got laid off a few months ago so this new job is a wonderful answer to prayer. It came just "in the nick of time". It seems God always answers our prayers in this specific sort of time frame. It is a time of readjustment because the boys and I got used to having him home. Yet, as I told David, I get so much more done with him gone.
Today the two main things I wanted to get done is to make blackberry jam and to bind off the edges on the boys new summer blankets. The jam is made. The blankets aren't done yet. But I should have time to finish them before David comes home.
The recipe I used made 5 pints of jam. Not a huge amount, to be sure, but quite adequate for our little family. We do not eat jam very often, just on the occasional peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich and sometimes with butter and biscuits, or toast and tea.
There are enough berries left for perhaps another picking or two. Quite a few are still pink or even pale whitey-green. David and I went on Saturday for about a half hour and got quite a few. I became quite intimate with the poison ivy that it seems the blackberries embrace with fond affection. But, clad in overalls and tall black rubber boots I plowed deep into the thickets, treating swarms of mosquitoes to a bloody feast and picking as fast as I could. I escaped with about thirty bites over my arms and face (David counted) and only a little poison ivy on my legs. (how it got to my legs, I will never know).
This week may perhaps bring another new beginning. We were told that someone is interested in buying the house we live in and if their financing comes through for them we will have to find a new home. This has left us with mixed feelings and has caused us to bow on our knees before God as we have no idea what to do or where to look. HE knows what we should do, as He has planned this out before the ages were formed and He will not leave us in want. Did he not just provide David a job? Is He not constantly assuring us that He is near and caring for us? It is difficult for me at times these past few days to remember that and at times I have succumbed to self pity and have even prayed, "Lord, Thy Will be done, as long as you provide with a house with x amount of features and x amount of bedrooms and in the country." etc. etc. And then I stop myself, half-through, and regard myself with horror. Who am *I* to tell God what to do?!
Oh, my own lack of faith and complete trust in God is so terrible to me! What if He wants us to move to a tiny apartment in a big city (the most undesirable dwelling to David and I) What then? Would I be willing to go where He wants, if He wanted us there?
Please pray for my complete trust in Him, and for us to know what His will is!
In the meantime, our landlord told us not to worry, or pack, or look for a new place until we know for sure if this person is going to buy the house or not.
I intend to listen to that advice.
And of course, the 4th of July is coming up quite soon and that is the perfect excuse for a new dress! With Davids new job, we won't be able to take the volunteer classes at Lincoln's New Salem so my 1820's and 1830's projects have been put on hold for the time being. I need to use up some of my fabric stash and I could use a few dresses and blouses for hot summer wear so I'm working on a dress to wear on the 4th. It is hard to find a style that is exactly "me" - I love historic fashions so much that really comes into play. I don't yet know what my dress will look like but I want it to look old-fashioned and historically inspired and very feminine. Here are some images that have inspired me. All are from Woodland Farms Antiques.