Mar10

 Today, I found out is National Mario Day. Because is is MAR10. So funny! We had a great time at the zoo today—Peter and William and I. They are fast walkers and they don’t complain about hills. And the otters and bobcat and lionesses were all unusually active today. It was windy and a little rainy, but not too cold and there were so few people there since most schools didn’t have the day off. The perfect  time to go. I only wish James and Ryan could have joined us. James still had a runny nose and Ryan had to work. 

Speaking of work, I got my official offer today. And I think I’m going to take the job. I’ll be making 48,000a year—or actually more like 52,800 a year, with summers off and all the breaks the boys have. I’ll have a 2500 classroom budget for the year. I’ll have the option of insurance. I’ll have a retirement fund with Venture contributing 7% every paycheck. And I will be with my kids. I will be working where they are—driving together to school in the morning—and as I figure out things I will be able to leave earlier in the day so we can all leave at the same time too! 

I am so thankful for Ryan and my boys and all the time I’ve been blessed to have at home with my sweet babies who gre up into the best kids of earth. The ones I would choose if I could choose any kids ever. They are my friends and they are gold. I am, among women, most richly blessed. 

William and James went to a birthday party for Dallyn this evening at fat cats. They went bowling and then played laser tag and had pizza and had a wonderful time! Ryan and Peter and I hung out at home and had pizza and watched the imitation game which may have been a little mature for the boys, but we had some good discussion. It’s been so rainy but also warm and got up to the 50s today. Chris moved out of his apartment in Oregon today. William and James and Peter I’ll have lots of good things going on in their lives and I think this coming week will be a little busy, but very good to you. I’m glad we have a Saturday and Sunday before the week really starts. 

I bought a pretty green scarf to commemorate my new job. 

And I realized that if I don’t worry. Or if I at least recognize when I start worrying and then choose to not worry, and remember that worrying doesn’t help, if I just allow myself to believe that everything will work out and I can only do those things I can do and that there’s nothing really wrong with me, and that I haven’t ruined things and that I am making good choices overall and that my life is really blessed and good and actually believe that then I feel so much lighter and happier and full of hope! I want to do that… To give myself permission to not worry.

What if I assume the best instead of the worst? What if I just allow myself to believe that I am good because I am a daughter of God. And He loves me and I can be confident. Nothing has gone terribly wrong. Everything will be okay because of Jesus. .