That’s me this morning! I have quit pussyfootin’ around waiting for the Podiatrist office to call me. I got on the horn and got things moving (unlike my body at the moment). This heel pain is progressively getting worse. Now the heel is lookin’ a mite purple. Hmmm … Time to get some action! After a polite conversation with the Nurse, I have an appointment at a local Foot & Ankle doctor in Waycross for 8 am tomorrow. That’s service! There’s a crisp new file folder in my drawer with the doctor’s name, contact info, and forms, awaiting surgery instructions and such, something I do with every new surgery. The adventure begins folks!
Hubby had to spend the time on the phone with his insurance company this morning. And then with Socialist Security getting all his ducks in a row. That’s finished. I hope. I see that we’re making less this year because of Medicare. He received an increase, of sorts, but it and then some is all going to pay for Medicare which is being used to shore up ObamaDoesntGiveARatsCare. So, our income just took a heavy hit. Geez, thanks Demoncrats. May you rot in … I am exceedingly grateful that Hillary didn’t win. There’s that bright spot anyway.
Sorry. I blame the foot pain. It’s making me as grumpy as a bear with a sore paw.
At least I can still ride and drive. It’s only walking or standing that’s painful.
All the Christmas decorations are down and put away in the attic for another year. This time, instead of just throwing everything into the boxes with a vague (always broken) promise of organizing them next year, I took the time to do so this season. I’m glad I did that now. Oh, and no more cardboard or paper is to be put in the attic. I didn’t know that paper attracts roaches. Hopefully, I’ve helped solve that little problem too.
This morning we have been ‘putting out fires’. Hope you’re day is going smoothly and with a lot less smoke.
Let’s make 2017 just that kind of year. Study, prayer and out-reach for the lost. There are so many people who have yet to hear the Gospel of Grace.
And just 20 more very long days before the man that has the spirit of the antichrist is out of the White House. That can’t happen soon enough.
Every year we are invited to a family cookout with dear friends north of Baxley. However, I’m staying home tonight because of the bone spurs in my right foot. It’s just too painful to stand or walk much. What are your plans?
May the LORD bless and keep you my friends! Ride With Christ.
A blast from the past: I’ve been back in contact with one of my half sisters. For those unfamiliar with my upbringing, briefly, I am adopted. I was adopted at the age of two days and never knew my birth-family. By mutual consent my adopted family and I have lost each other’s numbers. Long story of anger, abuse, rebellion and discontentment. Anyway, in the mid-1980’s I found and contacted most of my biological family (pre-internet too!). This half sister, Kimberly, by the same mother, I’ve known since that time, with periods of disconnect because of her life choices. Poor dear, she had chosen to get as far away from God as humanly possible. She’s made a muddle of her garden (life). We had little in common for a long, long time. But the draw of blood kin is strong. Recently, I contacted her via FaceBook, and by all accounts, has finally hit complete, utter rock bottom. Please, dear fellow Saints in Christ, pray with me that she will now look up to the real Rock, our loving LORD Jesus Christ, and rely completely on Him as we all must? Thank you. I’m doing what I can from many miles away to encourage her to walk with Him. She is disabled by her sins now and truly has nothing but the clothes on her back as she has lived on the streets engaging in physical ‘pleasures’. I haven’t asked if she needs one but I thought I might send a Holy Bible that’s written in our language (not King James). Maybe some study guides. I did tell her how it’s important to find a Church that is kindly. We’re all sinners seeking His throne of grace. Any tips or ideas are most welcome my friends. I’m not very good at leading lost sheep but when God calls, I plan to answer. When we serve others, we serve God.
It’s been foggy and unseasonably warm in our neck of the woods day-after-day. Not a bad thing, just noticeable. I actually could hear the tree frogs singing last night. That’s so unusual for it being nearly January.
That’s about it except Hubby and I decided to start laying off the sugar. It’s making us too lethargic. It’s hard to do God’s Will when all I want to do is veg on the coach. *lol* Sugar and I are old enemies with my blood-sugar problems. I know better.