Today was it!

I won't see kids for an extended period of time (mine don't count and neither does the Puerto Rico crew) until August. On one hand I'll miss them; on the other I feel like it is about time. I didn't realize how tired I was until I got home. I feel drained!

But that doesn't mean life is turning uneventful. Brian assured me of that. First thing this morning, I called him regarding the AC (grrrr). We called several times, as a matter of fact. Once when I called, he didn't answer. That's nothing that unusual; he can't sometimes because of work. I didn't think a thing of it. A few minutes later, though, he called and he seemed rather agitated. Then he said, "Sorry I couldn't answer a little while ago. I got to this place next to where we're supposed to work and I got fenced in. There wasn't anywhere else to go but into the drive for this oil refinery. I pulled across their line and the security guard came out and told me he was going to call Homeland Security and the Coast Guard on me!" Being the sympathetic wife I am, I said, "I've gotta hear about this one later," and I hung up, chuckling.

Mike's sermon was wonderful yesterday. It was about establishing relationships. I wish we had more Mikes sometimes.

Michelle Hartzel is going to PR!! I'm really happy about that! She will be the calming force.

And Dave has no clue what he's doing. After I looked at the lesson plans we received a couple weeks or so ago, I realized two things: 1) the plans take for granted that the kids can read and write and 2)the plans also take for granted the kids know who Jesus and God are (is?). I mentioned that to Dave and he said,"I wondered about that, too. Let's scrap what I gave you and we'll do something else." We're 12 days away from D-Day (literally; we're leaving on the 6th) and he's playing the I-don't-know game. I called Karen to get some ideas. Thank goodness we have folks around with experience in this. I just wish Dave had included them in the planning, at least.