I really need to update and come up with some snazzy post, but you know what, I just don't feel like it! :-D I have promised myself that I would learn to relax, so that means that I need to spend less time on the computer, and therefore, less time coming up with thoughts to post. And so far, I've managed to limit myself to 1 hour a day after work during the week and 3 hours a day on the weekend. It's been working. Oh, and the Wii Fit has helped, more like the yoga. Which it really just comes down to the deep breathing which TOTALLY relaxes me.
Ok, I've had my internet for the night. G'night!
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Happy 2009!
Yeah, so I know it's been a while. And I realize I've fallen down on updating this blog again. But hey, sometimes it's just hard coming up with content!
So here's to a happy 2009. Andrew and I are just enjoying our final day of break. Well, Andrew's last day was Thursday, as he had a teachers in service day on Friday, but it's my final day of break. We are getting ready to start the whole race of work/life balance again come morning. I pray we do better at it this year!
Our break was excellent. We didn't do much, really. The standard catching up on those household tasks that you just never have the time for regularly (cleaning out the fridge, stove, fixing minor issues on vehicles, etc) and a trip up to Iowa for Christmas. Oh, and sleeping in. Regularly. I think the earliest we got up was 8:30! Ouch, that 6 am is going to hurt tomorrow.
And last, I'm never going to be able to sell my house now. I have too many custom pieces that were built by my father. For my birthday in 2006, he built an entertainment center. Christmas of 2007, he re-finished my family room. And then at our request, he built two closet doors that were custom sizes for our basement re-model (it was a fraction of the cost to have him build the doors than to actually buy doors the right size!) This year's custom piece is a fireplace mantle to go around the ventless electric fireplace we got for Christmas. It now graces the wall in our year old basement and warms up what had been an unusable freezer in the winter. We've now spent two nights down here just chilling. Well, not chilling so much any more.
Wonder what he'll build me next year?!
So here's to a happy 2009. Andrew and I are just enjoying our final day of break. Well, Andrew's last day was Thursday, as he had a teachers in service day on Friday, but it's my final day of break. We are getting ready to start the whole race of work/life balance again come morning. I pray we do better at it this year!
Our break was excellent. We didn't do much, really. The standard catching up on those household tasks that you just never have the time for regularly (cleaning out the fridge, stove, fixing minor issues on vehicles, etc) and a trip up to Iowa for Christmas. Oh, and sleeping in. Regularly. I think the earliest we got up was 8:30! Ouch, that 6 am is going to hurt tomorrow.
And last, I'm never going to be able to sell my house now. I have too many custom pieces that were built by my father. For my birthday in 2006, he built an entertainment center. Christmas of 2007, he re-finished my family room. And then at our request, he built two closet doors that were custom sizes for our basement re-model (it was a fraction of the cost to have him build the doors than to actually buy doors the right size!) This year's custom piece is a fireplace mantle to go around the ventless electric fireplace we got for Christmas. It now graces the wall in our year old basement and warms up what had been an unusable freezer in the winter. We've now spent two nights down here just chilling. Well, not chilling so much any more.
Wonder what he'll build me next year?!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
There will be day
I heard this song on the radio on my way home today and it has been with me ever since. It's by Jeremy Camp, I think it's called There Will Be a Day. The chorus says:
"There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, no more fears. There will be day when the burdens of the place will be no more, we'll see Jesus face to face."
And all I can think of is the hope in that statement. The hope that all that I've been through these last few years will some day be irrevelant, the hope of things to come. The hope that some day, I will feel no more pain.
It bothers me some, that I am in this much pain, both emotionally and physically. Some part of me goes, you have the hope of Christ in your life, why are you in pain? I wonder if I am truly showing the love of Christ in my life with all my "complaining" and all of my sadness and all of my difficulty of coping. But I know that Christ never said I would never face trials, never feel pain, never experience bad things. But He did say He would be with me. In reality, things could be worse. Much worse. I realize that. It still doesn't seem to relieve the pain.
And yet, there will be a day. I know this in the deepest part of me. There will be a day.
"There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, no more fears. There will be day when the burdens of the place will be no more, we'll see Jesus face to face."
And all I can think of is the hope in that statement. The hope that all that I've been through these last few years will some day be irrevelant, the hope of things to come. The hope that some day, I will feel no more pain.
It bothers me some, that I am in this much pain, both emotionally and physically. Some part of me goes, you have the hope of Christ in your life, why are you in pain? I wonder if I am truly showing the love of Christ in my life with all my "complaining" and all of my sadness and all of my difficulty of coping. But I know that Christ never said I would never face trials, never feel pain, never experience bad things. But He did say He would be with me. In reality, things could be worse. Much worse. I realize that. It still doesn't seem to relieve the pain.
And yet, there will be a day. I know this in the deepest part of me. There will be a day.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Auto bailout
OK. So in what world does this make sense.
3 big companies in financial trouble decide to fly to the capital to ask for money. So they decide to spend $20,000 EACH flying to the capital. To ask for money. Because they are going bankrupt. And they expect me to fork over MY money to keep them afloat? Are you KIDDING me? They would have had much more credibility and much more of my support if they had flown commercial, with the regular people, rather than trying to be snobbish big wigs and fly chartered. Come ON, think about it. What does that say about your financial finesse? $20,000 to fly private as opposed to $300 to fly commercial? No wonder you are in financial trouble. Get over yourself. Fly commercial.
Sorry, that's my rant for today. I just can't believe that.
3 big companies in financial trouble decide to fly to the capital to ask for money. So they decide to spend $20,000 EACH flying to the capital. To ask for money. Because they are going bankrupt. And they expect me to fork over MY money to keep them afloat? Are you KIDDING me? They would have had much more credibility and much more of my support if they had flown commercial, with the regular people, rather than trying to be snobbish big wigs and fly chartered. Come ON, think about it. What does that say about your financial finesse? $20,000 to fly private as opposed to $300 to fly commercial? No wonder you are in financial trouble. Get over yourself. Fly commercial.
Sorry, that's my rant for today. I just can't believe that.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Thanksgiving
Received this text below in an e-mail this morning and it just struck me. It's always been a struggle for me to be happy where I was at the time that I'm there. I always tend to look to tomorrow or yesterday for happiness, despite my desire to be satisfied and happy with where I am. I just had to share as it's one of the cries of my heart.
When I was four, I wished I could go to the first grade like Mike Munoz, who lived three doors down.
When I was four, I wished I could go to the first grade like Mike Munoz, who lived three doors down.
When I got into the first grade I wished I was in third, because you get to go on field trips.
When I was in third I wished I was in fifth, because you could be a safety patrol.
When I was in fifth I wished I was in sixth, because you get to go to Austin to see the capital.
When I was in sixth I wished I was in junior high, because you get to play tackle football.
When I was in junior high I spent Friday nights watching high school football under the lights, and high school cheerleaders bouncing up and down on the sidelines; and I wished I was in the tenth grade.
When I was in the tenth grade my face looked like an Eggo waffle; and my grades were circling the drain; and I wished I was already graduated and gone.
When I was in the tenth grade my face looked like an Eggo waffle; and my grades were circling the drain; and I wished I was already graduated and gone.
When I was a freshman in college I wished I was a sophomore so my fraternity brothers would stop rubbing my head for luck.
When I was a sophomore I wished I was a senior so I could be done with 8:00 classes and higher learning forever.
When I was a senior I thought maybe you have to get married for your life to work, so I did. Three months into marriage I wished I was single. Six months into marriage I was convinced that the secret to happiness is more money, so I tried. Two years into marriage, I thought if we had a baby life wou ld be happy. Once we had a baby I realized that I wouldn’t be the baby anymore, which made me wish I was the center of attention more than ever.
It’s easy to spend our life sailing toward the next buoy on the horizon. We bet everything on the new year, the next sale, the new house, the winning number, the better job, the right relationship…believing that if we ever reach it we’ll find what we’re looking for.
That is the story of my life until I was 45 and started realizing I’d spent 40 years wishing and waiting, rather than living.
This Thanksgiving take a quick inventory of what you have in your life now; not what you wish for. Let’s experience Thanksgiving in the present tense.
Friday, November 14, 2008
My story
Last Sunday at church, we were challenged to write our story in 100 words or less. I've spent all week thinking, struggling over this. Maybe not praying like I should about it. But all I could think of was....in process. My story is in process. It's not defined yet. I can not come up with any defined moment where suddenly, God was real to me, His sacrifice made sense. It's always been a bit of a mystery to me. One I accept, trust, believe, but still a mystery.
There were times I felt closer to God than I do now, where I felt more in tune with Him and His plan. I admit to that. I miss that. I want it back. I find myself angry. I wonder, can I be angry at Him? I love him. I trust His plan. I just don't understand His plan right now. I can't see where He is taking me. Yet I still follow. What does that say about me? That I'm not truly on board? Or my faith is stronger than I think?
So I'm in process. I'm trying to believe, to just trust and see where this is going. Where all these struggles are leading. I pray that I can get back to where I feel Him again. Because I miss it.
There were times I felt closer to God than I do now, where I felt more in tune with Him and His plan. I admit to that. I miss that. I want it back. I find myself angry. I wonder, can I be angry at Him? I love him. I trust His plan. I just don't understand His plan right now. I can't see where He is taking me. Yet I still follow. What does that say about me? That I'm not truly on board? Or my faith is stronger than I think?
So I'm in process. I'm trying to believe, to just trust and see where this is going. Where all these struggles are leading. I pray that I can get back to where I feel Him again. Because I miss it.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Debt go bye bye
I just wanted to say really quickly. I'm very excited. We have started the big pay off on the house, finally. Two paychecks under our belt from Andrew's teaching, and two big fat 4 digit payments on the house. It will probably take longer than our original 2 year plan to get the whole thing paid off, but it still is very nice to see that 8 turn into a 7 and into a 6 and so on.
Just for reference, here is the house as it looked when we bought it almost 3 years to date now:
And now:
Wow has that tree in front grown or what. And needs to be trimmed. Ahh well, home maintenance. Wonder if I can wait till it's paid off to worry about it? J/K! :)
Just for reference, here is the house as it looked when we bought it almost 3 years to date now:
And now:
Wow has that tree in front grown or what. And needs to be trimmed. Ahh well, home maintenance. Wonder if I can wait till it's paid off to worry about it? J/K! :)
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