Lazy week...

Sigh...it's nice to have a lazy week...since I don't have a job anymore, and Z has this week off, we've just been doing pretty much nothing. Well, we've been doing stuff, but nothing that needs to be done.

It's so wonderful to wake up in the morning, not to an insistent beeping from the gray nether-regions of the nightstand, but to a gradually brightening room, with little birdies sweetly singing outside. Those cheerful birds and warm sunshine don't keep me from mumbling, "we need to get blinds!" as I turn away from the happy morning, trying to bury my face in the sheet. But still...

We feel very much in limbo. What will Zac end up doing? Where will we actually be in the next year, or even months? Our plans were totally turned upside down last Friday, as sometimes tends to happen to plans. Despite my smoldering anger at his employer, I can't help but be a little excited to not really know what's ahead. Life has become unpredictable again, I feel like when we were fresh out of college.

Don't get me wrong, I would much prefer that we were still on our way to Tbilisi, that we would have been spared this whole fiasco. Cheesy as it sounds, I know there's got to be a reason for it all, but that doesn't make me have to like the unfair, bumbling box-checkers who work for the government. As we find out more bits and pieces as to why they made the decision they did, it just gets more and more preposterous! I'm not going to go into it here yet, because I don't want to get my Irish up (as Mom would say) right now. I'm trying to not stress about it.

If it's the Lord's will, then okay. I kind of hope it's in the cards for them to turn around tomorrow and say, "okay, you're going!" because we'd go in an instant! That wouldn't cure our disillusionment with them, or our frustrations, etc., but hey, give up Tbilisi? Only if we have to!