(And then there's the fundamental fear of mine that it won't matter how eloquent or passionate my plea, or how sincere my entreaty; I will simply continue to be disregarded or ignored or judged or shunned. i have no tolerance for lies or hypocrisy anymore and I'm trying to prayerfully learn how to cope with those things when the come roaring back into my reality.
So there's a very very brief summery of the dark and twisty turns my mind has been traveling through this year. See, aren't you glad I haven't dedicated more posts to such things?)
On a brighter topic, my husband and I have finally cracked the Dave Ramsey code of a budget! This weekend we sat down - me fortified with coffee and tea and him with every modern form of a writing utensil realistically acquirable - and hammered out a budget. I never thought I would be so relieved or happy to have one!
I have also been making socks. Why? Well, I have a whole wall upstairs of good, quality yarn from my great-grandma, and I really need some good quality socks for winter. I found a pretty easy pattern that I like, and am slowly learning how to read the yarn type, needle size and guage in the pattern so that I can accurately plan on how large or small my socks will be. All the socks in the picture above I made myself.