This is good. Two days in a row. No link-ups, but you know, I think that's a good thing. A dip in pageviews will be good for me--a reminder to not let that affect me. A reminder of the real reason why I write: not to get my words out to as many people as possible, but just to get them out there for the people who really care about what I have to say.
(Hint: if you're reading this, that's you.)
Today has been a much better day than yesterday. It's 8:00, I have two hours before I'll be home (to my hubby, yay!) and I'm not exhausted yet. This is a good sign. I had supper with my best friend and her two sweet house-mates tonight. Meatloaf, mashed potatoes and veggies. SO good. Best meatloaf I've had in a while. (Thanks, K!)
Half a week in...I think I can handle this. I know I can. Philippians 4:13, for Pete's sake. This week has been a wake-up call: I can't do life alone. I really need Jesus. Bible reading has got to become even more important, because I need the spiritual strength so much more. I mean, I need it all the time, but you know what I mean.
Guess what. I discovered something. I like writing like this, unpolished, not really thought through ahead of time, just letting the words go out on the screen. A journal for a lot of people, most of whom I don't know personally and probably never will (and that's okay). There is, of course, a time and place for those posts that I spend more time thinking about, planning, wording carefully, writing to fit all the various link-ups I do in a day. But I'm really loving this freedom, to just write about whatever, and not really care what anyone else thinks--or even if it gets read or not. It was written. That's what matters.