A few hours later and life seems much better once again.

I have a very supportive husband who loves me completely and would do anything for me. I have a beautiful kitten who comes running to the door when she hears me walking up the front steps and meows until I open the door, Matt knows I'm home by the meows. Yes, my home is so full of love.

A long walk with my husband really helped to clear my head and calm my nerves. The fresh air was nice and it made us smell like outdoors. Our neighborhood is so beautiful. Now, my right foot had started hurting afte work at the preschool. The shoes I wore always causes my foot to hurt. But I just love them. In the middle of the walk my left foot bridge felt like it was bent completely in half and wouldn't un-bend. Yes, not olesant. And as this was in the middle of our walk, I had to limp all the way home. But it was such a beautiful night I still enjoyed every minute of it. And my strong husband have me a piggyback ride part of the way. Now my knees are a little sore since I was walking funny, but I'm still in a great mood. I'm so thankful for my life. Even when it gets hectic and I get emotional and stressed I always have home to look forward to.

Home is such a wonderful place, a happy feeling. I am so thankful we have a comfortable home. Our little apartment is so cozy but large enough that we can both do our own likes without bothering each other. I do think of this as home even though I spent the large majority of my life in Michigan. This, our first apartment, is my home. I write the rent check each month, my first rent ever. I decorated every room in our house and unpacked all our belongings just to my liking. I have the first kitten I paid for and cared for all on my own. I clean the house every week, I'm greatful for the cleanliness clause of LU dorms. I cook for my husband every day. This is my home. Where I feel safe and happy and loved. This is where I have built my life and my family. I love this home. I will always think very fondly of this our first home.

Yes, it has been a good evening regardless of having to stay late nannying on last minute notice or the stress of taxes or the bill for Matt's hospital visit when he was hurt on the job. Oh well. It will all get taken care of. And it all has to do with money. I have to be free of the love or hate or worry of money. Exhale.

I am now extemely tired. I think I'll go to bed early tonight. Since tomorrow is Thursday I have to wake up an hour earlier for work. The upside, I don't have to nanny. Matthew wants to go have fun. Perhaps Roanoke? Perhaps not. Perhaps Barnes and Noble for a few hours? Perhaps the park and a long walk? Grocery shopping for sure. And Bible study in the evening. But anyways, early to bed early to rise makes a girl healthy, wealthy, and wise. Oh dangit, there's the money factor again.

Good night.

It truly is a good night.