If you ask me today, "Is everything settled?" I would have to say yes, and no.
Yes, because I know for sure I'm going to heaven when I die. No, because there are so many balls in the air right now I'm struggling. God says in this world we will suffer, but He's always there to lift us up; if we seek Him.
I am unsure about what will happen in the future with our new house. We planned to purchase this land and then build a new house on this property. We bought the land, but the pandemic pushed the cost of housing materials sky-high. This house needs too much work to sink money into it. The former owners didn't maintain it well so it's fallen into a state of disrepair. It will be cheaper to build a new house and, in the long run, a new house will be more energy efficient. Hurry up and wait is the thought.
Even work has changed to a point that I'm longing to get out of my current position. I applied for a different post in December, but I wasn't selected. I was told that the same job will be opening up again soon. The hiring supervisor had promised to get with me if I didn't get the job to advise on what might be needed to qualify in the future, but things got too busy for him, I guess. I didn't hear back again.
Things will level off, I'm sure, but for now, I feel less than settled. Tomorrow is Friday and that's comforting in itself.
Meanwhile, I'll enjoy my new glasses and my sunglasses with the updated prescription lenses and go to bed thankful tonight that the weekend is just one workday away.
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