Puzzles

Well, Matt’s cross country season has come and gone, my brother-in-law has died and still I haven’t written a word. I’ve too many puzzles in my head, and I keep wishing things would clear so I can at least see what direction I’m facing.

My pay was frozen at work so I won’t even see my extra half tank of gas per month in 2008, but what does that matter since the pittance would only be equal to about a third of a tank or less this year depending on how high gas prices rise. I needed a new frying pan last week and agonized over the price of what the discount stores offered. I read in the Sunday paper about all sorts of new housing developments blooming in the area. All claim to be priced affordably, but they are shoe-box size and not affordable for my family. Where did I go wrong?

I may have found a new church. It’s small with a choir that needs help, but it has a warm heart. And yes I said “it”. The church is the people, and this little group understands that a church is for more than sitting in the “pews” on Sunday morning. Refreshing. When I’ve completed my obligations at my present church, I’ll see what it is like to attend the new one on a regular basis. Then I will decide whether to divorce my old one and remarry.

Christmas is approaching, and this year we’re giving up on the cut tree in favor of one in a carton. This will seem odd, but then giving up my pencil for a computer screen felt odd at first too. So I’m off to work where I will shiver in my cold office and wonder if I will even have a job next year. Rambling thoughts. Confused thoughts. Puzzles.