If you can't tell by my lack of frequent entries, I'm still working the "dual shift" of both jobs. Ty spent the weekend (Friday night - Sunday morning) with his father. I spent the weekend putting in long hours to try to get my client's books in order for the audit. I'm starting to get frustrated that things are just seem to be getting worse instead of better. I was supposed to meet Ty's father at 8am at our normal pick up point half way between my house and his. About 20 minutes into my drive he calls and tells me he will be 2 hours late on a 1 hour drive. Great. I had already mentally planned my day and this was cutting into it. I also prayed prior to leaving the house and asked God to take control of my project....(do you ever get to a point of frustration that you stop praying for specific things and just say "God I need help"??...that's where I'm at). After getting up from prayer I realized that I didn't do any grocery shopping or cooking for the coming week. So the 2 hour delay came in handy (as God had to point out to me). I finished my Christmas shopping for Ty, picked up dinner, and developed a game plan for working through my client's data. I realized how God has the ability to work situations out in the middle of confusion. This morning, I felt like I was trying to organize my confusion and God made it so that I took care of everything I needed to do.