PLAN

Just when I think I have things figured out, God shows us that we just aren't on the right path yet.

A month ago I sat down and planned * Plan: a nasty word that should NOT be written let alone spoken*. I planned everything down to the day when PJ’s unemployment would run out. April 11. I had over the last few months, paid ahead in anticipation of losing unemployment and just in case PJ (or I) had not found a full time job. We applied for sometimes 10+ jobs daily between the both of us, went on countless interviews, waited for the phone to ring *and jumped every time it did, hopeful it was a job offer* and exhausted ourselves by going through endless scenarios, most of which left scared.

Shortly before our last unemployment certification I happened to go online and see that President Obama had extended unemployment! Which meant PJ gets one last tier. We get a certain amount more weeks to find exactly what we are supposed to be doing. So my worrying, crying, stressed, not sleeping was for nothing. Ok, not exactly for nothing, but it’s not down to the wire as before.

We put everything in God’s hands. We said if we are to lose the house, we lose the house. If we are going to find a job, we find a job. It’s not like we weren’t trying! *God knows how hard we are trying* God just has another plan for us.

We decided to reopen our foster care license a month or so ago and are in the process of doing that.

This last week I went downstairs and got an overwhelming feeling to make a bedroom in the basement. So with the last of our paycheck we went to lowes, got supplies and went to work. There is now a good sized bedroom in the basement completed with drywall. All that is needed (and we have to save for) is flooring. We have paint, a bed, 2 dressers and a night stand all generously given to us by my grandparents. We are also completing the living space down there. We don’t know if it is for foster care or if someone is going to be in need of a place to live, but either way it will be done!

PJ wants to own apartments, and I agree. It’s something we can do together! We are going to incorporate as a business and own an apartment complex. We think that maybe this is what we are supposed to do. Who knows at this point, but we are trying nonetheless. Maybe this is our path.

It’s been an exhausting week, rewarding but exhausting!

Some days I feel as though there just aren't enough hours in the day or sleep should be obsolete. But then again what mom doesn’t relish nap or bed time? It’s the precious hour or two when the kids are sleeping, hopefully all at the same time. The time when you run around getting as much done in that short amount of time when you don’t have one kid whining, one on your leg and another in your arms.

I may be a planner, but I’m certain that no matter HOW much I seem to plan, that our path is yet to be revealed. I didn’t think that we would have this last twist in the road and get the last tier of unemployment, but we did. I didn’t think we would finish the basement again after the last water incident, but we did. I didn’t think that Sophie would go a day without screaming, but she has!

Plan and listen, because God’s laughin’!