Day 1 of my 5-day "sort things out" weekend is coming to an end. What is it that I'm trying to sort out? Doesn't matter. Stuff. 🙂  And I give myself a legitimate excuse for taking vacation time.. which for some reason I have a hard time doing. If you don't know me, you might think I have some sort of dedication to work – if you DO know me, you just laughed trying to imagine me having some sort of dedication to work.

Today was another Build-a-House day. We started this morning off trying to put up some of the roof boards, but after two boards and a couple near-accidents, efforts were refocussed to activities that didn't involve either of us being 15 feet above the ground.

A guy drove up in an RV that looked to have been built before I was born. He introduced himself and asked if we needed a carpenter. He was not Jesus.. I think he said his name was Kenny. My dad felt bad about having to turn him away, but had to because of insurance and liability reasons.

It got me thinking though.. I have it really easy. Sure, things aren't always the way I want them to be, things don't always turn out the way I would choose, and people don't always seem to treat me like I'm human or have any feelings of any kind.. but I've never had to drive up to a half-built house and ask for work. And I've definitely never been turned down in a situation like that. It seems like it'd be different than being turned down for a job, it seems like it'd put more of a dent in both the heart and ego.

I'm thankful for my stability, however boring and unjust it may seem at times.