Realization

I awaken to the sound of the girls yelling at each other and playing in their bedroom. Keith rolls out of bed to hop in the shower. I slowly roll over, trying to stay covered, and peal my eyes open to see the clock. 7:23am. ...sigh... Yesterday I was already working by this time. The realization really kicks in that I didn't have to wake up, before the sun, to prepare for another day at work. It wasn't the best job, but it was something. It was a routine. That routine has been broken again.

Although I am a little bummed about it, my spirits are surprisingly high. I think Keith is a little worried about me. =-) But after the past week of doing tattoos and more people coming to me for prices and just generally talking about them, I have nothing to be concerned about. With the lay off, I am actually more available to cater to people's schedules for tattoos. And Andrea and Kairi are of course stoked that mom was home this morning. The expression of surprise on Kairi's face was priceless.

We're still looking for something for Keith. And if I have to, I will work another job to get us by. It's not a big deal. We know that God is on our side and He'll provide...just like He has been. If we've made it this far, we'll make it even farther. I am refusing to let Satan get us down. He's got nothing on me now!