Larry picked up a trailer load of rich, dark compost for me. Yes, that's love, because he thinks that more dirt is the last thing I need. I looked forward to getting my hands in it all week, but things kept coming up. I am thinking that working in the dark with my head light may be the way to go this week. So, Saturday was my day. I got up at 6:30am with my heart happy. Larry got a phone call at 6:30am and was called in to work a double shift at the hospital... something we are all still getting used to. I swore in my head, said a few sarcastic things to Larry and walked off, barely giving him a hug goodbye and went outside to shovel dirt. It didn't take me long to know I wasn't being supportive, that I wanted to give him a better hug and say how proud I was of him and how grateful I am that he is so reliable and such a hard worker. I text him right away and told him there would be a better hug for him when he got home. I played in the dirt for a couple of hours, then had to set it aside for the day... Costco with Abby, watching General Conference, laundry, a neighborhood fall picnic, making dinner with my girls. Spending time with Abby was wonderfully nice. When Conrad got here, it sure didn't take him long to find my dirt.