I don't even know where to begin.
Mom had a rough time all weekend - hence I had a rough time. I was worn smack dab out. Still am! I almost called in. But heck, I needed a break from mom.
Someone tried to break into our house Saturday night. Mom was antsy all day - mean - you name it. I could do nothing - could not let her out of my sight. So finally when it cooled down - I gave in and went to Walmart with her. She loved it - she walked around - looked at every display - you name it. All fine and good. She was calmer and tired.
When we arrived home - I decided to take the street that leads to the front of our house - instead of the back one that leads to our garage. Praise the Lord I did! There was man trying to break into our house - I first thought it was Sam or Steve - so I called and they both were gone. Tori was at work.
I circled around - he saw me and he ran away. I called Steve home - and the police - they came searched the house - saw where he tried to break in. They searched the neighborhood, the yard and our house. The officer asked mom if was okay she said "well, I have to pee!" hahahahahaha. Regardless, my nerves were shot.
Steve's oldest son, is staying with us. He is sleeping on the couch - all his clothes in the utility room. He has fallen on hard times - he is looking for a job. Please pray he can find a job - and that he can get situated. We are crowded. But I refuse to have one of our children live in a car or not have a place to eat and rest. We are making the best of it. So is he. Pray he gains confidence in himself and relies on God for the answers.
I am a creature of habit and routine. So, all the above has shaken me - but maybe I needed to be shook up.
Much prayer is needed!