And how's this for timing...

The phone just rang. I'm sitting here typing about how discouraged I feel about my weight/exercise/etc. It's after 10, and I'm thinking who the heck is calling me this late - cause no one ever does. Anyway, it's a personal trainer from my gym! She wants to know how I'm doing, and what can she do to help!!! I can't believe the timing. Anyway, I have an appt. with her on Friday, so let's see how this will help.

I'm feeling very weepy. I think the stress of present situation with housing is getting to dh and I (we only have six weeks left to get it figured out). Anyway, we're off. And I keep trying to not be off. I try to initiate conversation, or approach him for at least a hug to say "we're ok", but he's not responding. And I don't respond well to that. God, we need an answer, and we need it now. This is the now time. Now is when we need a house. Now is when we need this stress lifted. Now is when we need Your favour and intervention. NOW!