A Quickie

It's the evening of my last day off this weekend and I plan on spendin' it with a very sweet, handsome, blondie who loves me very much, so I'm gonna make this fast.

First, I apologize for taking so long between posts.

Now, kindly remove the angry-eyebrows and follow along.

My job is still going great. I'm getting the hang of things and have developed more independence, even allowing the gal I'm replacing a few days out of the office. People like me there, which must mean the initial shock must've worn off. Engineers are very "Type A". I'm "Type YB-". That was my attempt at a medical terminology joke that stands for "Why Be Negative". *sigh* Ok, ok, I promise...no more attempts. But I'm funny and independent and I KNOW it, so no one is safe. I don't care how quickly your brain can perform calculus equations, if you are socially awkward, I will find you.

A hearing for several divorce issues is scheduled for Oct. 26. Pray for that, k?

I got in to see a counselor and he...is...awesome. My attorney said it would be a good idea for me to get a professional involved before we are able to get the custody evaluator involved (it will be addressed on the 26th). Not-so-long story short -- the counselor told me there was a word for Levi.

I asked if it was longer than 4 letters.

Let's try "Sociopath" on for size. It was a little baggy on me but a (dangerously) perfect fit for Levi. Google that and then send me your condolences...or congratulations. Whichever you deem worthy. I'm meeting with the counselor again this coming Thursday and am excited for it. He is an ordained minister, which doesn't seem to deter him from the occasional swear word. And he is very good friends with our divorce judge. So I can't help but feeling that God's hand is in this...#$&@ or otherwise.

Eric is my incredible little man and dumps so much love in to me that even this big-mouthed, independent, working girl he calls his mom is in awe and consumed by it. During even the shortest absences, I miss him terribly. But he's doing terrific. He knows the routine very well -- 5 days of working, then 2 days of doing "something fun" together. And he counts the days down every week. I leave a note by his chair every morning before I leave and he looks for it when he wakes up. Sometimes he even tries to write one for me by copying the letters from my note.

Man. I'm blessed.

I still covet your prayers regarding every aspect of the divorce. Levi is very cunning, manipulative, and has no moral boundaries. The Lord is infinitely more powerful than anything Levi can do, but it is still very unnerving to know that there is nothing he won't do to get his way.

One of my favorite songs was just on, so I'm gonna end on a couple of my most-loved lines from it:
"And all of creation, sing with me now; lift up your voice and lay your burden down; And all of creation, sing with me now; fill up the heavens, let His glory resound."

SING WITH ME! :)