Spring Break

I'm ready for school to be out for the summer. Not just a tease like Spring Break. I enjoyed my Spring Break, but it just didn't last long enough. It rained on the days I was home all day on my period. Then when the weather got to be really nice (nearly 70 degrees) I had to go to work. Go figure!
I got mad at Mike, what's new with that, huh? I got over it. Shael went to work with me one night, that was an experience. I had to work on Easter. That sucked, but oh, well, it was basically like any other day. Two days in a row I tried to do something to help people and got jumped for it. See if I try to help one of those people again, forget it! The other person was at church and she did it in front of all the kids in my Wednesday night class. All over something stupid. I made a list of do's and don'ts for the special needs kids (we have 3 of them now and two of them are autistic!) and this lady said, and this is verbatim, "If they can't be treated like all the other kids at this church, then maybe they shouldn't come here". Whoa! Back it up, she said WHAT? Yep, she said those very exact words. She thinks we should let her kids get away with whatever and that's the whole idea behind her rude words. Her kids don't have anything wrong with them except maybe brat-itis. Or stupidmother syndrome.
The other incident happened at work the very next night when I tried to help the clerk before me get out earlier by taking her trash out for her. She got mad and let me know about it. See if I take her trash out again. Not even when I find it laying in the floor in the back room will I take out her trash. I will leave it right where it is for her to take care of on her next shift. Even if that means (and it will) that is has to sit in the floor the entire weekend until she gets back on Monday. Which is what happened this weekend. Her boxes that she didn't break down and take out to the recycle center. I left them in the floor, not exactly where she left them, because if I'd left them where she left them, I would have been tripping over them on my way to the cooler all weekend long. So I moved them to where they couldn't be missed but wouldn't get tripped over either and let the assistant manager know why they where there. She said "no problem" and gave me a knowing look.
Okay, my biggest piece of news is.....
Drum roll please...
I'm going to Africa in 15 months.
I made the commitment last weekend at the ladies retreat to go with my Senior Pastor, Sister Lynda and a boy from the youth group that she's taking. It's just going to be the three of us going and my main purpose of going is to take care of Sister Lynda. She needs a woman to go with her and make sure she's taken care of and that woman is me. I'm not sure how much money I'm going to need, but it's going to be taken care of, I'm not going to worry about it. An offering was taken up during the ladies retreat and over a thousand dollars was received. That's to be distributed among the three of us, but it's still a healthy start. I'm excited.
And now for my most precious of news. This is the piece of information I hold closest to my heart. Mike came to church with Shael and me Sunday. He came in late and we left early, but he was there. I don't even care that he sat the entire time with his arms crossed. He was THERE! I thought I'd float away on a cloud of happiness and Mike could tell and I knew if made him feel kind of good to know that he was able to make me so happy. It took a lot of effort for me to ask and it took a lot of effort for him to walk through those doors. Some day, some day. I still have faith that he'll be running to those doors like I do. I love my God and I love my church and without both I would not have made it these past few months.
Gotta go now. I've got homework to type up since I don't have a computer at home anymore.
Later!