It's now Monday morning.  It has already been a pretty full day.  (it's 7:15) What I mean by that is that my mind (and heart) has already been full of stuff carrying over from the weekend as well as some new stuff from these early morning minutes.  Yesterday had so much stuff going on in  my head that I am still sorting it all out.  This morning was the feelings I was having when I got up to the sound of a snow blower and snuck a peak to see our neighbor doing our driveway and sidewalk.  Sheila was off before 7 and was worried about the snow, but I told her that she would have no problem and I got up and watched her leave to confirm my prognostication.  Then, while I was getting up and ready I snuck peaks at our phantom snow angel to make sure I knew just who it was.  It is our neighbor, Bro (*) West.  Reminded me of Shelli telling us how she felt to keep receiving.  I tend to take it all in stride, but my feelings are a bit more tender right now to have watched him our there doing that for us just because He is a good person.  I also did my 61 last night and this morning after slacking a bit and rationalizing how hard it was.  But yesterday something happened at choir practice to get me back on track.  Something a ward friend said to me made me think more clearly and determine to just do it.  We felt badly that we used the bad weather as a reason to not go to Richard and Kathy's for his birthday bash, but did our best to use that time here together and it was a good evening for us to sit and talk.  Oh, by the way, last Thursday I got online and applied for social security.  We thought a lot about it and I finally did it and afterwards wondered why I took so long.  I felt that it was the right decision and I believe that future events will confirm that.  I did my lesson yesterday, but it is still with me so much.  When you pray and work and fret over trying to make progress and change and then when it actually starts to happen it is kind of a scary thing.  I have started something and I can't turn back on it.  I'm not sure just where it is going, but it taking me somewhere and the 'one step 'I see is exciting, but the 'distant scene' beyond that makes for some anxiety.  Exciting but anxious goes along with my 'overwhelming' and pretty much describes where I am right now.  The way I see the last few days is as a short stop to rest and re-figure.  This new week is a new beginning of sorts.  You know. 'the first day of the rest of my life' sort of thing.  And I find that this 'new beginning' is really big for me although I really have no reason why.  Maybe it is just the 'same old, same old', but maybe not!