Gripe-Fest

I refused to do it on Facebook, but I'll do it here. Allow me to whine:

• I did not sleep at all last night. Okay, so I slept, but it was more like I was merely dozing all night - no deep sleep. And of course the boys were up before the sun. I'm convinced it's due to the hot chocolate - miniscule amount of caffeine that I had 8 HOURS before I went to bed!
• Paul has to work all weekend. We thought his schedule would be so that he could make it to at least PART of Bethlehem every night, but it works out he's not going to be able to make it at all. Boo.
• It's cold. 13 degrees out.
• I did my first session of Pilates (by video) last night. Actually, I only did half of one. Kicked my butt.

On the other hand, I have lots of things I should be praising about:

• Jacob is sleeping better, for longer stretches. Even though I've learned to survive on 5-6 hours of less-than-stellar sleep, I'm not sure how much longer I could keep it up.
• Paul may have a four-day weekend next week.
• The sun is shining.
• We have a warm(ish) house. The wood stove is blazing.
• We have food to eat.
• The boys are both healthy.
• We've been able to put a considerable chunk of money into savings the last two months.
• Things are looking up at Paul's work. They've got some new contracts that will mean more work.
• Prayers are being answered for a family member who is having marital problems. Things aren't resolved, but we feel it's one step closer.
• We have a heavenly Father who loves us beyond comprehension. He humbled Himself, and came to earth to live as a man, going through all the trials and temptations of a normal person, from birth to adulthood. He was cruelly crucified, though innocent of any sin. His undeserved death takes my place, so I don't have to pay for the wrong I've done. He made it possible for me to live in heaven forever with Him. And I'm forever grateful.