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Multiple weeks of busy-ness and coming-and-going is quite a stretch for me, an avowed homebody.  But that is what this season has held. 

On my way to take Kati to her first driver's ed class a couple of weeks ago, all I could think of was ten days, twice a day, back and forth, blah.  And that was on top of an already busy schedule filled with activities above and beyond the normal daily and weekly stuff.  And I'm afraid that I was whining.  So I checked myself (or perhaps it was the Holy Spirit who was checking me) and I said to the girls, "Well, this is something that we have to do, whether we like it or not.  So we [insert: I should have said "I" instead of "we"] might as well stop complaining about it and make the best of it and ask the Lord to direct our steps." 

I'd like to say that I didn't complain any more, but that would not be true.  I did, however, make an effort and He did direct our steps.  And the girls are so looking forward to celebrating summer tomorrow morning by not setting their alarm clocks.