This Tuesday morning I woke up with a feeling of dread.  I recognized this as the way that I felt one of the other times when I was unemployed and the unemployment money ran out and the mortgage was late.  Fortunately that time and every other time like that, God has come through, first to give me strength and perseverance and then provision.

As I prepared my son to go to camp, I felt bad for him and worried that it may not be a good place.  He soldiered on and complied with my suggestions to seek a positive attitude.

At mid day my wife and I had a talk about my school situation.  She opened the door to the possibility for me to drop a class.  As we discussed this I became certain that this is what I need to do.  I didn't allow my mind to get set on the idea but it seemed inevitable.

A weird thing happened as I went through the day. I suddenly found a renewed sense of desire to persevere in my classes.   I found a new technique to study which gave me optimism.

I had to pick up all the kids which took an hour and a half.  Thank God I cooked dinner before that.

My sons and I watched The Wizard pitch against The Freak in the evening.

Thanks be to God.