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Just Ramblings

    First about being in limbo: Elv is working an hour from home and staying there in a the “Tamarack Residence” at Heartwood this week.  The room is a little duplex with lots of bunks, a very modern fireplace, a teeny kitchen, a massive, many partitioned rest/shower room, and tile floors.  We thought about going over there and being with him in the evenings at least, but thought better of it, too. 
    The boss is still working on renting a house near the job.  Meanwhile we are separated most of each week. Family devotions, supper time, and morning coffee are not much fun without Elv at home.  I looked up that word limbo and here’s what I found: in a state of uncertainty, neglected, up in the air, in abeyance, … That describes our life exactly right now.  
    When limbo is over, we shall then enjoy family life more than ever.  That’s a good thing, I guess.
    Then there is this hot weather that we are enduring not so well. I have lived in Wisconsin all my life. I don’t care what the statistics claim…this is new for us.  I feel claustrophobic and it’s getting to me, knowing that the only way to exist is to stay downstairs in the basement sitting room where our only AC is located.  One day of 95 degrees is kind of a novelty, especially if it is nicely followed by a relieving thunder storm. But now the novelty is over.  Let patience have her perfect work! 
    Now, a happy thing. The girls cleaned the pantry under the stairs yesterday. Now instead of a jumble there are tidy rows of jars and pantry things. Beautiful. Thank you, girls. 

    

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