I smell Jerky!

Please remember to pray for Billy Campbell, Velnor's dad, still having bad days in the hospital. We're lifting your name up Mr. Billy.

Good Morning.

Hear that? That is the sound of...hubby at work, T at school and finally the dog not whining.

A cup of coffee, graduation cards and a list a mile long of chores. Here's my list for the day, please feel free to take any or all items.

1. Finish the jerky.


2. Usual 'day off' household chores....sweep and mop floors, fold laundry (lots), clean kitchen really good.


3. Extra stuff the guest room is full of junk that I keep throwing in there to make the rest of the house look clean. I brought down the summer clothes to switch out, now ALL the clothes is laying in my bedroom floor, has been for at least a week.


4. Clean out the laundry room to get ready for the new washer/dryer woo hoo!


5. Finish my part of the end of the year gifts for our precious 2 year old graduates.

None of this would be insurmountable (did I spell it right Candace?) Except. I am lazy. Embarrassingly so. I guess I am so in love with myself, that I think all unstructured time should be me time...and me doesn't want to do chores. That is selfish I know. No one has to put that in print. I know. This selfishness/laziness has always been a problem for me, and it has actually caused problems in my 'adult' life at home. No one from church or work would ever guess but I am a really hard worker. And if put on a deadline at home, I can knock out some chores. I have had a 'light bulb' a ha! moment. I shouldn't be the boss of me!! Any way, I have no doubt, I will not complete this list. But I will finish the jerky and clean the laundry room.

My Hubby hunts and fishes...fishs..likes to fish. We have lots of venison in the freezer and family and friends love his jerky. He ran out of time last night, so he asked if I would finish it. All I have to do..is load the jerky shooter, (a big caulk gun looking thing) and squirt it on the tray for the dehydrator...which would be no problem, except, jerky is straight and the trays are round!! I'll figure it out. I make (ask) him not to 'cook' (dehydrate) it in the house...so he does it in the garage. My house, furniture and clothes don't smell like deer jerky, but our cars will for a few days. Just a small price to pay for him to be able to get out and do something he loves, to destress from a busy, busy job. So I will finish the jerky. If you see him, tell him how much his wife appreciates him.

This one is for Hubby. I will strive to be the wife of a Happy Husband!