So, what happened was this:

The hidden word Sudoku book that I bought for myself for Dean to give me for Christmas went missing on Christmas Day. Last Friday, I cleaned behind the piano and found it back there (still wrapped.) You might easily guess what I have been spending all my free time on since then.

I still owe a meme-thingy here, and I have some other blog topics I’ve been toying with addressing — f’rinstance, I’m deciding whether to go all controversial by posting my negative review of “Juno,” or by posting all about what I’ve learned this year (from internet research) about why being fat is actually not bad for you — but those topics take thought and energy that I just might not have right now to invest in blogging.

A couple weeks ago I met with the bishop and asked to be released from my Cub Scout den leader calling. Very long story very short, I enjoyed doing Cub Scouts, but it was taking a whole lot of energy, and I was not getting around to some important things in caring for my well-being or my kids’. When I prayed about it, I felt good about asking to be released, and the bishop was very kind and supportive, but I’m still feeling a little vulnerable about it — the crazy talk that creeps into my mind is that I now have to justify the release by immediately attaining everything I wasn’t getting around to, or by not ever wasting any of the time that being released from the calling should free up — etc. etc. I can talk myself back out of these kinds of thoughts, though, when I instead pay attention to feeling Heavenly Father’s love for me and His approval of my efforts.

In other news, everyone in my family has taken turns being sick, over and over, since mid-December, (current status: Dean has a rather miserable cold, I have a moderate cold, and Henry has a very goopy nose.) Since I can’t take sick kids out much, and I don’t usually feel like going out after Dean gets home in the evening when it’s cold and dark, I’ve felt somewhat housebound for several weeks.* It’s wearing on me — but at least I have my word sudoku book now. And we’ve also gone out to dinner several times, which I’ve enjoyed.

So that’s where I’m at. And now, back to my Wordoku book. (I think I’ve completed about 9 of 144, so I should resurface in . . . March?)

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*Counting carpool drives, going to church, grocery shopping, one date, one dinner w/ Dean at BYU, and several other miscellaneous outings, I haven’t really been totally housebound — but it’s felt that way.

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