Finally, I'm back on my Ambien, so I will try to post in the MORNING, after a night's rest. Well, with Fibromyalgia, you never really rest, but it's nicer with some help from pharmaceuticals.
In my prayers this morning, I thanked God for the sweet rest.
I went to Dr. Duck yesterday, and he scolded me for not coming more for tests. I just don't like schedueling. It seems that everything is high except my thyroid, which is low. I've got everything backwards. My cholesterol is a constant worry.
For the first time since I've been diagnosed with Fibro, I reacted to the 'tender spot' test. That just goes to show the fickle nature of the syndrome. I was diagnosed years ago. Not everyone reacts the same to the disorder.
I had gone by the Family Dollar to buy some mattress toppers that were going on sale. Joan held them for me. I plan to use them to insulate under some floors, as they're closed-cell foam, and will prevent air flow, as well as insulating against the outside weather. I'll have to think of some way to keep the cats out of there, as they just LOVE to dig in stuff.
While I was out yesterday, I went by the Down Home to eat lunch, and everyone was glad to see me. Darrell McFalls was in, and I asked him about a washer and dryer for Elaine. She's 'renting to own' a pair, which will wind up costing her a small fortune. I'd rather find her a set that will be hers much sooner.
Steve has said that we could help her out a bit, as she's a deserving person who is trying hard to make it.
Joan had found more mattress pads in her stock room when I went back by the Family Dollar to take her some lunch, which I also bought for $2.00 each. She won't stop for a meal, so I often take her something and MAKE her stop and eat a bite. She's so dedicated, and it makes me so sorry that I can't help her, now.
I can't believe how petty some people can be.
I worked at the Goodwill for a short while. Angie has truely transformed the sorting and priceing room. I didn't really believe it could be done, and she's been a true surprise to everyone. While I was there, Renae and I got to talk a bit. I told her that Mike would be a good catch, and she was telling me that he was just a friend, and, like on cue, he walked in! She turned beet red. I loved it! I still think they'd make a good pair. She keeps telling me that he's still married, but he will be single some day soon, and I want them both to have someone good. I have such a high opinion of them both.
I bought a hanging net type of gadget while I was there, which can be used for sorting things and storing them, that I thought might be useful for Beth to store her boys' things in. I took it by the Family Dollar to her. She hugged me, and told me she loves me.
I sat for a few minutes to chat with them, and The Woody Man came in. He's a local man who once sold trees, so that's what I call him now. He got shot by his son-in-law three years ago, and he told me that he felt God had given him another chance at life, and he's really different now, going to church and acting really nice.
He owns a really nice, huge older home up on the other end of town, which he had 'rented-to-own' to some people, but it was empty. I mentioned it to him, and he said they had 'flown'.
He told me I needed to buy the house, and I just scoffed at him.
He then told me the price, which is really nice. He asked me to go with him to look at it, so I drove up there with him. I am interested.
I talked with Steve about it last night, and he's interested, too. It would make a good rental house, and the price is right.
Steve told me to buy it if I wanted to. He has learned to trust my taste in real estate, I guess.
I'd love to rent it to Elaine or Beth. It's a really large house (11 rooms and two baths), and is truely impressive from the road.
I wouldn't mind living in it myself.
I prayed about it last night, and I don't see any barriers from God about it. I think He knows that my motives are pure, and that I want it so that I can rent it to some needy family cheaply. I just want everyone to have good, safe housing, because God has blessed me with a good home that's safe, warm, and dry. Steve's efforts count for something, too.
I slept like a baby last night, as Dr. Duck had wrote me a prescription for Ambien.
Lynn had e-mailed me to say that she had left me a long note on my blog. She and Faune are so encouraging and afirming. She is working hard to 'mend fences' with all the family. I think that just might be her gift. God knows we all need 'fence-menders' in this day and time.
Jesus told us that the Peacemakers will be blessed, as they are the children of God.
How true are His words.
The sun is shining on Clinch Mountain, and it looks like another day towards spring.
I want to see things coming up and blooming.
It restores my faith to see new life.
God is good!
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