The kids’ track meet was cancelled this evening. It rained for a significant portion of the afternoon and even hailed. By the time school was over the rain had passed and they probably could’ve had their meet. But I was thankful it had been cancelled. The weather feels like a mercy at times to give you a break from the traveling around from here to there, though this year’s sports schedule is much lighter without all the baseball games.

Yesterday evening was our last day of classes for LCU. Our teacher gave us the choice of having shorter days for last night and next week, or just having one longer night where we combined two class times into one. We chose to combine the days. The teacher was giving away stuff from his office and I said I’d take the couch. It’s a dark brown loveseat that matches pretty well with the sofa we have in the living room. I still have to get it.

There is a paper and take-home exam that are still due next Monday. So I worked on some of that today. In order to be fully accepted into UIS I still need to get one more transcript sent over from a summer class I took at Lincoln College the month before we got married when I was gathering nursing prerequisites for when we’d eventually get to St. Louis and the seminary. There were several transcripts like this that they needed.

I didn’t need any of these for LCU, and I thought maybe that would’ve been enough of a reason for them to waive the requirement, but no. So at some point I have got to make myself get a self-addressed stamped manila envelope and send in a form along with it to this address where they have archives for colleges in Illinois that have closed. Lincoln College closed around the time I started at LCU. It was interpersonal communication.

Miles decided to go to college at a little Baptist college in Hannibal, MO. It’s only about an hour and a half from Springfield. The high school is having a public signing event where students who are playing sports in college get their pictures taken and sign a paper. He’s going to be doing track and soccer. I did have a hope that this would maybe convince Ethan to transfer and join Miles. They could be roommates and everything.

But it sounds like he told Miles he wasn’t interested. Dad was gone all day at a job fair in town. The head cook stepped down over the winter and he still hasn’t found anyone for the summer. These kinds of positions are extremely hard to fill these days. It’s not like the olden days where there are just women out there whose families are grown and their passion is cooking and this is their thing they love to do. The hours aren’t ideal.

You’ve got weekends and evenings and it isn’t full time with benefits or anything like that. I wish I could do more to relieve the burden but it isn’t me. I can help here and there, but to do the whole thing would be too much work and stress. I used to dream about us having a family here and it being like our little family business where one of my jobs was stripping the beds and cleaning up the Christian Growth Center rooms.

That I am much more happy to do, and able to honestly. You don’t have the performance and pressure issues that come with the cooking. There were lots of people who took flyers and maybe a few prospects. I need to pray about these things more because obviously the person who can do the most about it is God. I slept today for what felt like a couple of hours but it couldn’t have been that long. It was during the rain.