So I told you a few weeks ago that I felt God leading me to start a business, Bezi's Creations. Crazy, right? The goal is to raise money for our adoption and things are coming together. I can see the ball start to move. Word is getting out and I've landed several encouraging orders. Now, I'm a CPA by trade and I love the accounting of small businesses (weird, I know) so I was determined to do the business side right. At least until I started investigating...sales tax at 9%, business licenses, fees for a business checking account, and on and on. I'm just a little guy and these start up expenses were really discouraging. Then I started making excuses..."If I'm discreet, I'm not likely to get a sales tax audit. My proceeds are going toward a great cause. Surely I can get away without having a business license." I mean, the City of Mobile business license is $130 alone. That's a huge investment at this level. Ok, so as I'm writing this out it's becoming obvious how embarrassing this is to admit. Just know that I'm being transparent here.
Anyway, I was taking Haley to gymnastics a few weeks ago and noticed a sign on a local bank advertising "Free Business Checking." Ok, that sounds promising, I thought. Considering every other bank I looked at had some kind of monthly fee tied to it, just for the privilege of having a business account open. I opted to pursue this one. Besides I couldn't justify using a "personal" checking account for my business...felt deceitful. (Funny to be worried about that after my previous confessions.) So I went to open my free account the next week while Haley was in gymnastics, only to have the process halted with the question, "Do you have a business license?" Ugh. They wouldn't open the account without a business license, so I started stewing over it. As I drove back home I was truly on the fence. I called my mom and Toby desperate for one of them to push me one way or the other. On the one hand, I really felt like I should do this right, but on my frugal hand $130 just seemed like a huge investment. Of course, neither my mom nor Toby answered their phones. I was left to take my question to Jesus. Funny, that's what I should have done in the first place, but I had already decided that I didn't like the answer I knew He'd give me. All afternoon I'd been hearing "do it right, do it right" in my spirit. It was like a broken record and I was running from it. When faced with nobody else to talk to about it, and started whining, "But God, after the business stuff and the start up product it will be like $500 to even get it off the ground!!! That's $500 we could put straight toward the adoption!" Immediately, as clear as if Jesus were sitting in my passenger seat I heard, "Do you trust me to multiply that?" Long sigh....Ok, I guess I will. I steered my car toward City Hall.
About this time, my mom called me back. She's also a CPA and has a niche in helping small businesses. Her words were further confirmation, "Yeah, you probably should do it right. It's hard, but this is why so many small businesses don't make it. There's just so much investment on the front end." I made it to downtown and made about two or three laps around before finding a parking spot. I had made up my mind, I was going to do this RIGHT all the way around. As I was circling downtown a church tour bus pulled out in front of me. On it's rear in huge writing was further confirmation, "'But all things must be done properly and in an orderly manner.' 1 Corinthians 14:40" Ha! I couldn't help but laugh. Ok, God. I get it. I'm going to do it right. I later looked up that verse in another translation where "properly" was translated as "honestly"...figures.
So I load up Jake in the stroller and arm myself with snacks, the iPod, and entertainment for Haley and head into the government building. As we walked inside Toby returned my call. He had run an errand during his lunch break and had a few minutes to spare in the car on the way back to work. Having not been privy to my previous hour's thoughts, he launched into a list of pros and cons and questions regarding the business checking account and the business license. I couldn't get a word in, so I listened as the kids and I circled the giant lobby. Suddenly, Toby stopped mid-sentence. "Carey, this bus just pulled out in front of me! You're not going to believe what it says on the back! 'But all things must be done properly and in an orderly manner.' 1 Corinthians 14:40". I was floored!!! "Oh, my Jesus! Toby, I just saw that same bus, not 15 minutes ago!!" I don't know how much more BILLBOARD you can get in instructions from God.
The scripture I've been soaking in lately is, "Your ears will hear a word behind you, 'This is the way, walk in it.' whenever you turn to the right or to the left." Isaiah 30:21. I don't think I can deny that in this case, I've been given my marching orders. So, I paid my $130 for my city business license, finished opening my checking account, obtained my county license and paid my first round of sales tax. All that's left is state sales tax and I'm working on that. I WILL do this right and will trust His leading. How can I dare ask Him to bless my time and my efforts if I'm going to cheat on step 1 of starting a business? Ridiculous!
Wouldn't you know that a week to the day when this snowball started I got a big order. An order for triplets! An order to more than recoup my business license expense. Ha! I will trust, I will walk and I will tell of His faithfulness!
I would love for you to stop by my FaceBook page and see what I have available. Also, if you'd be so kind as to pass the word along and share this page with your friends, that'd be great, too. Thanks for your help!
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Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
Out of the mouths of babes
Last night I was cleaning the kitchen before bed and had some rare alone time. I used it to launch into prayer for friends and family and eventually our adoption. The prayers came freely for our baby boy, his birth mother and the entire adoption process. The mountains in front of us just seem so big sometimes. There's the paperwork and the waiting, the fundraising, actually finding this sweet baby, possible health concerns at birth, bringing home a new baby, the adjustment for my other two kids, and the support or lack there of from our family. In the end, I begged Abba for another sign of confirmation. I just needed to be reassured that we are on the right path. This is a life altering decision that will forever effect our little family, our extended family, and our generations to come. I don't want to be anywhere but right in step with Him.
Toby and I have not shared anything with Haley about the adoption. Being only 3 years old, there's so much she won't understand. There will be lots of waiting, likely some disappointment, and of course the never ending questions. So we haven't discussed it with her at all and I guess we thought we'd wait until we were further along in the process before bringing her on board. Well, Abba beat me to it.
This morning as I was changing Jake's diaper after his morning nap, Haley came into his room carrying two naked baby dolls. She handed one to Jake and the other to me and she said, "This baby's for you cause you're going to have another baby." I froze. I looked at her and said, "What did you just say, sweetie?" She repeated herself, "You're going to have another baby." Not believing what I was hearing I asked, "What do you mean by that?" She was totally confident in her answer, "Jesus loves you. He's going to give you another baby." I sat there stunned. I'd call that "confirmation." So I shared a little about the road we are starting on. I asked her how she felt about have two baby brothers and she immediately got excited. She is the absolute best big sister to Jake and I know she will be to this new baby as well.
By the way, I had a physical done three days ago as part of the adoption process. My doctor ran a pregnancy test just to be sure...it was negative.
Thank you, Jesus, for my confirmation. Thank you for reminding me that You are in control of all things, that you hear me when I call to You, and You love me enough to answer the hard questions in my soul in a way that I cannot mistake. I know that You will walk us through every, single step of this season. The ones that will take us through valleys and the ones that will take us to mountain tops. You will be there, right in front of us, leading the way and we will give You ALL glory for each and every step.
Toby and I have not shared anything with Haley about the adoption. Being only 3 years old, there's so much she won't understand. There will be lots of waiting, likely some disappointment, and of course the never ending questions. So we haven't discussed it with her at all and I guess we thought we'd wait until we were further along in the process before bringing her on board. Well, Abba beat me to it.
This morning as I was changing Jake's diaper after his morning nap, Haley came into his room carrying two naked baby dolls. She handed one to Jake and the other to me and she said, "This baby's for you cause you're going to have another baby." I froze. I looked at her and said, "What did you just say, sweetie?" She repeated herself, "You're going to have another baby." Not believing what I was hearing I asked, "What do you mean by that?" She was totally confident in her answer, "Jesus loves you. He's going to give you another baby." I sat there stunned. I'd call that "confirmation." So I shared a little about the road we are starting on. I asked her how she felt about have two baby brothers and she immediately got excited. She is the absolute best big sister to Jake and I know she will be to this new baby as well.
By the way, I had a physical done three days ago as part of the adoption process. My doctor ran a pregnancy test just to be sure...it was negative.
Thank you, Jesus, for my confirmation. Thank you for reminding me that You are in control of all things, that you hear me when I call to You, and You love me enough to answer the hard questions in my soul in a way that I cannot mistake. I know that You will walk us through every, single step of this season. The ones that will take us through valleys and the ones that will take us to mountain tops. You will be there, right in front of us, leading the way and we will give You ALL glory for each and every step.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
A far away dream comes near
As long as Toby and I have been together...all the way back to high school, we've dreamed about one day adopting a baby. For me, that's just what it's been...a dream. I've always thought that someday it would be nice to entertain that idea, but for now it still seemed pretty far off. Toby, however, was on another page. A few weeks after Jake was born in July, Toby said, "I think we should adopt our next one." Hmm. We both want to have a big family, but I was fresh off of new baby hormones and not so interested in the idea. I gave him a half-hearted response, "Huh. Sure. Let's talk about it later." And with that the idea of adoption stayed a far away dream.
As the months wore on, Toby was relentless. Every few weeks he would bring up the idea, and when it came up again at the first of the year we were in the throws of selling, buying and moving. Again I brushed him off, "Let's get moved and settled before we launch into another life altering process." So, here we are. We've moved. We're settled. I'm out of excuses...and it came up again. Finally, I agreed to start praying about it. I asked Abba that if adopting a child was really in His plan for our near future then to change my heart and confirm this path. Wouldn't you know, He did just that. As I prayed over this for a few weeks I became more and more certain that this was something we should investigate. Adoption was suddenly in my face everywhere I turned. I got a call out of the blue from a Tennessee friend. They were in the middle of the adoption process and wanted some advice and prayer. On a rare date night out, Toby and I ended up at the movie theater watching October Baby. (Shameless plug - If you haven't seen October Baby, you need, need to see it. It has such great perspective and healing from so many angles. End shameless plug.) Toby and I had endless conversations about the idea and within a matter of weeks adoption went from a "nice idea for later" to me identifying a hole in my heart. Through these weeks of prayer I have become convinced that my baby is out there and I am not whole because he is not home with me. The best way to describe it is that I miss him. One of my babies is missing. Abba has His protective hand on my baby boy until we are able to meet him and bring him home. You see, this isn't about doing some good charity deed. In my heart I know that we are searching for this one child that has been earmarked for our family. I'm already attached to this baby I've never even met.
I suppose Toby's passion for our adoption started years ago. God gave him a vision and in it he saw he and I walking away. I was holding his hand and in his other hand was a two year old little boy. We know that Jake is not the boy he saw. During my weeks of prayer and searching I had a similar vision during worship at church one weekend. I saw my Jesus holding the sweet hand of my little boy. He was about two years old at the time and had the most adorable little face. His eyes were bursting with joy and the sight of him was so real that I felt like I could reach out and touch him. That was my baby. I just know it. Also during this time I was reading through my Bible and a name jumped off the page at me. It stayed in my head for days and I couldn't get away from it. It was my little boy's name. The name Abba gave him means "chance" and "fortunate." Rather fitting, I thought.
Now it's just a matter of following God's leading to the path that will take us to our son. We have contacted several different adoption avenues in Mobile and decided on Children of the World out of Fairhope, Alabama. We had our first lengthy visit with our social worker this past week and are so thrilled to be working with them. The people of this agency truly love the Lord and they love their jobs. They are deeply compassionate and caring people. We have received glowing references and love that they take their birthmothers under their wing and minister to them before and after the adoption. We are now working on our final application for the State of Alabama and are gathering lots of paperwork in preparation for our home study.
A few months back, before I began entertaining the idea of adoption, Jesus gave me specific instructions one Sunday morning. Our pastor was preaching a series on miracles and as he got started that morning, I found myself thinking, "We've seen so many miracles. I wonder where we're going next." Immediately Jesus responded to my spirit, "Adoption. I want you to start the process even before you have the funds sitting in the bank." Hmm...seemed random at the time. So we recognize that adoption is not only a great emotional investment, but it will require a great financial investment as well. In light of this, my Jesus graciously showed me where some of these funds will come from during a 4am feeding with Jake a few weeks ago. It was like a light had gone off in my head and everything clicked perfectly in place. I had been complaining to Toby just days earlier that I felt like I needed somewhere to focus my energy...outside of running our home. I mean, let's face it...you can only get so much satisfaction and sense of accomplishment out of 14 loads of laundry. I also have been dabbling in some new creative outlets and had wondered if maybe I could sell some of my creations. When the goal was extra spending cash it just didn't seem to make sense and the pieces just didn't seem to line up, but now there was a specific goal to strive for. I would use the skills I've been working on and the creativity He's been working to reveal to bring in the funds we would need to support the adoption. And just like that Bezi's Creations was born! Bezi comes from Bezalel in the Bible. God gave Bezalel the supernatural ability to envision and build all of the items for the tabernacle when the Isrealites were wandering the wilderness. This guy has just stuck out to me ever since I studied this with my Boothmakers a few years back. Mind you, I'm a CPA and have never thought myself to be crafty, so any time I come up with anything even remotely unique or cute I claim a "Bezalel moment." So anyway, Bezi's Creations will offer handpainted furniture (a new, super fun hobby) as well as styles and accessories for little ones including bibs and onesies with neck ties or pearls, month by month onesies to capture your baby's first year, and hooded towels great for snuggling up a freshly cleaned baby or wrapping up a toddler after a fun day at the beach or in the pool.
I am so excited for this new season, even though it will be chalked full of stuff to accomplish. My prayer over the last few days has been for God to show me how to manage my time, how to structure my day so that I can spend quality time with Him and my family and still take care of our home, gather the needed adoption papers, and get a business up and running. I tell you, my days of vegging out in front of the TV are long gone. But it's all good. I wouldn't change a thing. He has answered my prayers and so far all systems are running smoothly.
So, will you help us in this? Will you join with Toby and me in prayer that God will guide our steps and give us wisdom and discernment as we walk the road that will take us to our son? Will you pray for protection over our baby and his birthmother? And will you help me get the word out about Bezi's Creations? I have started a FaceBook page and would love for you to "like" it and spread the word by sharing it with your friends. My products will be available for sale on the FaceBook page and also I will have my first sale this coming Saturday. I'm so excited to get things going! Thank you in advance for all of your support in this season. I know my Jesus has some amazing blessings lined up for so many in the coming months. It's going to be an awesome adventure!
As the months wore on, Toby was relentless. Every few weeks he would bring up the idea, and when it came up again at the first of the year we were in the throws of selling, buying and moving. Again I brushed him off, "Let's get moved and settled before we launch into another life altering process." So, here we are. We've moved. We're settled. I'm out of excuses...and it came up again. Finally, I agreed to start praying about it. I asked Abba that if adopting a child was really in His plan for our near future then to change my heart and confirm this path. Wouldn't you know, He did just that. As I prayed over this for a few weeks I became more and more certain that this was something we should investigate. Adoption was suddenly in my face everywhere I turned. I got a call out of the blue from a Tennessee friend. They were in the middle of the adoption process and wanted some advice and prayer. On a rare date night out, Toby and I ended up at the movie theater watching October Baby. (Shameless plug - If you haven't seen October Baby, you need, need to see it. It has such great perspective and healing from so many angles. End shameless plug.) Toby and I had endless conversations about the idea and within a matter of weeks adoption went from a "nice idea for later" to me identifying a hole in my heart. Through these weeks of prayer I have become convinced that my baby is out there and I am not whole because he is not home with me. The best way to describe it is that I miss him. One of my babies is missing. Abba has His protective hand on my baby boy until we are able to meet him and bring him home. You see, this isn't about doing some good charity deed. In my heart I know that we are searching for this one child that has been earmarked for our family. I'm already attached to this baby I've never even met.
I suppose Toby's passion for our adoption started years ago. God gave him a vision and in it he saw he and I walking away. I was holding his hand and in his other hand was a two year old little boy. We know that Jake is not the boy he saw. During my weeks of prayer and searching I had a similar vision during worship at church one weekend. I saw my Jesus holding the sweet hand of my little boy. He was about two years old at the time and had the most adorable little face. His eyes were bursting with joy and the sight of him was so real that I felt like I could reach out and touch him. That was my baby. I just know it. Also during this time I was reading through my Bible and a name jumped off the page at me. It stayed in my head for days and I couldn't get away from it. It was my little boy's name. The name Abba gave him means "chance" and "fortunate." Rather fitting, I thought.
Now it's just a matter of following God's leading to the path that will take us to our son. We have contacted several different adoption avenues in Mobile and decided on Children of the World out of Fairhope, Alabama. We had our first lengthy visit with our social worker this past week and are so thrilled to be working with them. The people of this agency truly love the Lord and they love their jobs. They are deeply compassionate and caring people. We have received glowing references and love that they take their birthmothers under their wing and minister to them before and after the adoption. We are now working on our final application for the State of Alabama and are gathering lots of paperwork in preparation for our home study.
A few months back, before I began entertaining the idea of adoption, Jesus gave me specific instructions one Sunday morning. Our pastor was preaching a series on miracles and as he got started that morning, I found myself thinking, "We've seen so many miracles. I wonder where we're going next." Immediately Jesus responded to my spirit, "Adoption. I want you to start the process even before you have the funds sitting in the bank." Hmm...seemed random at the time. So we recognize that adoption is not only a great emotional investment, but it will require a great financial investment as well. In light of this, my Jesus graciously showed me where some of these funds will come from during a 4am feeding with Jake a few weeks ago. It was like a light had gone off in my head and everything clicked perfectly in place. I had been complaining to Toby just days earlier that I felt like I needed somewhere to focus my energy...outside of running our home. I mean, let's face it...you can only get so much satisfaction and sense of accomplishment out of 14 loads of laundry. I also have been dabbling in some new creative outlets and had wondered if maybe I could sell some of my creations. When the goal was extra spending cash it just didn't seem to make sense and the pieces just didn't seem to line up, but now there was a specific goal to strive for. I would use the skills I've been working on and the creativity He's been working to reveal to bring in the funds we would need to support the adoption. And just like that Bezi's Creations was born! Bezi comes from Bezalel in the Bible. God gave Bezalel the supernatural ability to envision and build all of the items for the tabernacle when the Isrealites were wandering the wilderness. This guy has just stuck out to me ever since I studied this with my Boothmakers a few years back. Mind you, I'm a CPA and have never thought myself to be crafty, so any time I come up with anything even remotely unique or cute I claim a "Bezalel moment." So anyway, Bezi's Creations will offer handpainted furniture (a new, super fun hobby) as well as styles and accessories for little ones including bibs and onesies with neck ties or pearls, month by month onesies to capture your baby's first year, and hooded towels great for snuggling up a freshly cleaned baby or wrapping up a toddler after a fun day at the beach or in the pool.
I am so excited for this new season, even though it will be chalked full of stuff to accomplish. My prayer over the last few days has been for God to show me how to manage my time, how to structure my day so that I can spend quality time with Him and my family and still take care of our home, gather the needed adoption papers, and get a business up and running. I tell you, my days of vegging out in front of the TV are long gone. But it's all good. I wouldn't change a thing. He has answered my prayers and so far all systems are running smoothly.
So, will you help us in this? Will you join with Toby and me in prayer that God will guide our steps and give us wisdom and discernment as we walk the road that will take us to our son? Will you pray for protection over our baby and his birthmother? And will you help me get the word out about Bezi's Creations? I have started a FaceBook page and would love for you to "like" it and spread the word by sharing it with your friends. My products will be available for sale on the FaceBook page and also I will have my first sale this coming Saturday. I'm so excited to get things going! Thank you in advance for all of your support in this season. I know my Jesus has some amazing blessings lined up for so many in the coming months. It's going to be an awesome adventure!
Friday, May 4, 2012
A new normal
We've been in our new house for two months now and many people have asked us if we're settled yet. I guess the answer is yes and no. Nearly all of our boxes are unpacked and we are functioning "normally" but there is still much to be done. For example, the bonus room is home to many of Haley's toys. We've never had a bonus room before and therefore, we have no bonus room furniture...thus Haley's toys are scattered all over the floor with no place to be put away. By the way, that's about to drive me nuts, so we'll be getting some bookshelves, at least, in the near future.
Toby is itching to hang pictures on every wall of the house. Somehow I can't get him to realize that it's not quite that simple. While I agree that having our art or photos on the walls would do wonders in making our space feel more homey, there are several steps ahead of hanging pictures. For instance, our bedroom has been burgundy and gold for the eight years we've been married, and I'm ready for something different. Which means a new bedspread and curtains. Also our bedroom here is so much larger, so we are saving up for additional furniture like a seating area...all of which must be established before said pictures can be hung.
So anyway, in answer to your question about "are we settled yet?"...we're getting there. Toby and I both still have days where we just walk around and laugh at our house. It feels like we're living in somebody else's home, or at least some fancy hotel. Not a day goes by that we don't look around in awe and amazement of the gift God has given us in this home.
Another new aspect of "normal" is the addition of MiMi and Pop just 13 houses down. Yes, that's right. After they had their house on the market, on and off, for three years, my Jesus finally sold their house (in His timing) and moved them to my neighborhood! I can see their front door from my driveway...it's amazing! They've taken the kids while I do housework, I've dropped the littles off so I can browse the grocery store isles in peace, and we've eaten many meals at their table. Having never lived in such close proximity to family, this is taking some time to get used to...I don't have to do everything on my own all the time! I have help! This is such a blessing and I'm loving every minute of it!
I would say that my biggest adjustment since the move has been managing my time. As any stay at home mom of little ones will tell you, raising, feeding, educating, and caring for the little guys is a full time job that demands lots of attention. Throw the household chores like laundry, shopping, cooking, cleaning, and bill paying on top and you've got your hands full. So I've been juggling all of that for three years, but now I've got this big house to furnish also. Unfortunately, my littles are not too crazy about running errands all over town in search of rugs, lamps and sofas...it's just not their thing. So I had a bit of a break down a few weeks ago as I explained to Toby that I felt like I was treading water, just trying to keep things moving, even as the laundry was about to eat me alive. As always, our God is so practical and He is helping me to find my balance. I have several new goals. Two of which are to make my kids belly laugh every day and to accomplish one thing each week toward the furnishing of the house. So far, so good. Decorating this house will be a marathon, but the dreaming, planning and bringing it to life is the fun part. I'm thrilled to be able to turn this house into our home, even if it does take years to do it.
On my most overwhelming day a few weeks ago, I landed on a wonderful phone call from a friend, Tracy. She has five teenagers, so I know that she knows exactly what I'm talking about. She offered such wonderful advice, "You know, you've got to cut yourself some slack. Once I feel like I've got my normal under control and we get in a rhythm, somebody goes and changes all the rules." Every season and every stage will have it's own set of challenges and "normals," so I guess now is as good of a time as any to start rolling with the punches.
It's a good thing too because I know we've got another new normal just around the corner...
Toby is itching to hang pictures on every wall of the house. Somehow I can't get him to realize that it's not quite that simple. While I agree that having our art or photos on the walls would do wonders in making our space feel more homey, there are several steps ahead of hanging pictures. For instance, our bedroom has been burgundy and gold for the eight years we've been married, and I'm ready for something different. Which means a new bedspread and curtains. Also our bedroom here is so much larger, so we are saving up for additional furniture like a seating area...all of which must be established before said pictures can be hung.
So anyway, in answer to your question about "are we settled yet?"...we're getting there. Toby and I both still have days where we just walk around and laugh at our house. It feels like we're living in somebody else's home, or at least some fancy hotel. Not a day goes by that we don't look around in awe and amazement of the gift God has given us in this home.
Another new aspect of "normal" is the addition of MiMi and Pop just 13 houses down. Yes, that's right. After they had their house on the market, on and off, for three years, my Jesus finally sold their house (in His timing) and moved them to my neighborhood! I can see their front door from my driveway...it's amazing! They've taken the kids while I do housework, I've dropped the littles off so I can browse the grocery store isles in peace, and we've eaten many meals at their table. Having never lived in such close proximity to family, this is taking some time to get used to...I don't have to do everything on my own all the time! I have help! This is such a blessing and I'm loving every minute of it!
I would say that my biggest adjustment since the move has been managing my time. As any stay at home mom of little ones will tell you, raising, feeding, educating, and caring for the little guys is a full time job that demands lots of attention. Throw the household chores like laundry, shopping, cooking, cleaning, and bill paying on top and you've got your hands full. So I've been juggling all of that for three years, but now I've got this big house to furnish also. Unfortunately, my littles are not too crazy about running errands all over town in search of rugs, lamps and sofas...it's just not their thing. So I had a bit of a break down a few weeks ago as I explained to Toby that I felt like I was treading water, just trying to keep things moving, even as the laundry was about to eat me alive. As always, our God is so practical and He is helping me to find my balance. I have several new goals. Two of which are to make my kids belly laugh every day and to accomplish one thing each week toward the furnishing of the house. So far, so good. Decorating this house will be a marathon, but the dreaming, planning and bringing it to life is the fun part. I'm thrilled to be able to turn this house into our home, even if it does take years to do it.
On my most overwhelming day a few weeks ago, I landed on a wonderful phone call from a friend, Tracy. She has five teenagers, so I know that she knows exactly what I'm talking about. She offered such wonderful advice, "You know, you've got to cut yourself some slack. Once I feel like I've got my normal under control and we get in a rhythm, somebody goes and changes all the rules." Every season and every stage will have it's own set of challenges and "normals," so I guess now is as good of a time as any to start rolling with the punches.
It's a good thing too because I know we've got another new normal just around the corner...
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