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Dirt likes me! (And I like dirt!)

Those curls are something else. On a humid day, he's like.. crazy.

Zane has had this power wheels truck for almost a year, and he has never liked it. Suddenly, today, he jumped in and took off and loved it.

Shane had just sunk his truck and trailer in two feet of mud and was not very thrilled with having to winch it out piece by piece but when I demanded a smile, he provided one... grudgingly. What I like about Shane (I mean, *one* of the things...) and I've always liked, is his ability to DO things. I know this sounds crazy, but he is the only guy I know who, when he has a flat tire on the road, pulls over and - gasp - changes it. By himself. With no grumbling, no complaining, no calling for help. This is just amazing to me. He can just do anything, and he will. He is so handy and smart. I was just thinking about this yesterday, here is a guy who just barely finished high school, never went to school beyond that, and yet he has this job where he works a few hours a week, makes a good living, and it isn't labor. He was raised up to do labor -- masonry -- and he CAN and he is good at all sorts of construction, but he has a professional job where he wears a collared shirt. You know. I don't know. I have a college degree and I sit at home and watch the kid. Ha. I've only had one real job my entire life, not including that one I had this summer for Shane's company. And I like that a lot, of course. ;) I don't know. I guess it seems like things are hard because we're pretty poor right now, but at least we're building something, we're heading somewhere, and we're STARTING. When you start from the ground, it takes a while before you top the trees. You know. I guess I've been thinking a lot, trying to settle my brain down and get comfortable with this life. With the slower life. When I think about it, I'm happy, but when I'm living it, it gets me down a little, not to be going all the time, doing all the time, always on the move. I'm so restless. I don't know why.

Anyway! Last night when we got back up to the land, I got out of the truck and felt a sense of relief, and immediately thought, "Ah, we're home!" Then I was immediately surprised. First time I've considered it home, at heart. It's good.

9:22 p.m. - Sunday, Dec. 09, 2007
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