10/31/2009 02:45
Day 22
It was a good day. I got through work-- and when I got home I went for a 45 minute walk. My mp3 player battery went dead, so I used to time to chat with God. I love the fall. Walking through the neighborhood is like walking through a canopy covered in crayola colors. When I grot back, Greg, and my bonus son Michael weren't back yet so I took a nap. Soooo nice.
It turns out, my bonus so scored the highest of all of his classmates in his grade in math. We are really proud. Michael has Asperger's and really struggles with reading, verbal, and social skills, so the fact that he is a rock star in math is so cool. He is a neat kid and I am lucky to be his step mom.
Tomorrow Greg is taking Michael trick or treating and I am having a few friends over to pass out candy. It should be fun. I am doing pretty well with not eating candy or junk unless it is Jenny Craig approved, so I am hoping I can continue to trend. I think I will be ok. I am more excited about seeing the little neighbor kids in their costumes than I am about the candy.
I got two workouts in today just in case I have to miss a day this week. Life happens and I had some extra time. So tonight I did a Leslie Sanson Walk at Home video. I tried a Zumba DVD but my feet won't slide on the hardwood floor with tennies. Every time I tried to dance my foot would stick and I would trip. My dear family decided to sit out here and watch while I was working out. I was self conscious. Greg was in his own little world, but Michael watched me. I asked him if he wanted to join my and got an emphatic "no!!!". When I was done he said "Are you praising the Lord right now that you are done?" I thought that was pretty fun. I told him I was because I was done, and I was because I was grateful because I could do it in the first place.
Yesterday I went on a home visit to see one of my seniors. There was a family there. There was a 3 year old who was very dirty and a one year old. The house was very small and I couldn't get in at first. A young man, in his mid 20's came in and picked his young wife up out of the wheel chair and put her on the couch so I could get in the door. The two kids were her children. She was paralyzed and this young husband took care of her and the two kids. Anyways, it was obvious that they were very poor. I think there were 6 people, two who were wheelchair bound living in what was probably a 700 square feet space. It was sad but they were so nice and despite the condition of things, the kids seemed very happy. It made me really grateful for what I have. I could be that young woman who had to depend on her husband for everything. Time to start thinking about getting ready for bed.
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