And I sure do feel it at the end of the day. But things are so peaceful, and lessons are happening in such gentle ways that I can only attribute to the Holy Spirit at work.
And I am still managing to go for long walks regularly and keep up with the grass cutting (bushes still need trimming, though) and keep the house decent. The kids are a tremendous help in that regard and I'm glad to allow them to earn their allowance.
But at the end of the day I'm TIRED. And I hurt more than I had been. Part of that is the job hunt stress, which dh ways is getting on his nerves, and part of it is my new "job".
Today I made coffee cake for everyone's breakfast, including a separate low carb sugar free version for me, and homemade sugar free mayo and cooked up some chicken for chicken salad (hence the need for mayo) to have on hand. I'm thinking one factor in increased pain levels is all the bread I've been eating lately. Those carbs make a difference, or so they say. So, I'm trying to be good. Which means cooking double. Sigh.
But I gotta do what I've gotta do. And it's good.