i hear you knocking

I wondered if I was having an Eli moment (if memory serves, God talks to Eli but Eli doesn't realise and thinks it is someone else). I had definitely heard a knock, and the dog had heard a knock, but there was no-one at the front door or anywhere to be seen. I've been praying a lot so wondered if it was some kind of answer (that I didn't understand). I also have been feeling very stressed so wondered if I was hearing things - tho that didn't explain the dog.
Happily it turned out it was a knocking at the back door (no-one ever knocks at the back door, but then again, no-one usually jumps over my back wall to survey it.) As even more happily, it was a surveyor saying they are coming st the end of the week to do a long term reconstruction of the wall.  Fully at their cost. Hurrah.

I'm not going to win any parenting awards this week (good job I don't covet that kind of thing). There were a few tasks for the holiday that is coming to a close. The project is still half complete and can't be finished until it dries out some more. Despite several attempts, no correctly sized school shoes could be found so he'll be going back in his holey ones tomorrow. Hair uncut, voucher unspent. But we did have some awesome times at family camp, and a day out to Clitheroe, and he's had a lot of time to do the relaxing things he likes to do.

And I've realised I have to shift my bottom line. Thankfully no one has had to die in order for me to realise this, but I always used to say that things had gone ok if nobody died. Well, the truth is, fab as I am, I can't stop death. Grateful I've not had to learn this the hard way.