"We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.”
-Walt Disney
Rob now has a bed to sleep on at the new house, while I'm left to curl up on a futon mattress on the floor. Our apartment is left in chaos with just the random odds and ends left behind. It made for quite a frantic (and even unsuccessful) search this morning as I rooted around for certain odds and ends that I know I saved out from the moving boxes. But they certainly aren't where I last saw them.
I never felt too young to be looking at houses. I never felt too young to be putting an offer on a house. I never felt too young to buy a house. I never felt too young to fork over our life savings on a down payment.
But this weekend when we rented a moving truck on Friday night, I wondered, are we really old enough for all of this? Are we really adults already?
“Not what we say about our blessings, but how we use them, is the true measure of our thanksgiving.”
-W. T. Purkiser
Today I’m thankful for…
- Phone calls to my mom after work and Google chats with my sister throughout the day
- The financial wherewithal to purchase a new house
- The faith my husband has in me to pursue a new career
- Wonderful memories of my childhood
- My Christmas shopping being almost complete
- For a never-ending supply of inspiring blogs to read
“There cannot be a crisis today; my schedule is already full."
-Henry Kissinger
Crazy how some things work out. I've been trying to schedule a day that I could attend a substitute training workshop and another day that I could observe the class that I will be subbing for in January. I was feeling bad about taking days off of work, especially now that my days are numbered there, and my vacation days are even less. (They're very lenient with vacation days, but I certainly don't want them to think that I'm abusing it.)
I finally got my complete job application (and references) in early this week to the school system, and when I tried to sign up for the December workshops they were all full. Panic mode!! However, I was able to get the principal at the school to email human resources, and they are now going to let me take the course by DVD. Hooray!!! Now I can use my "day off" to visit the school. This is all becoming a reality, right before my eyes.
“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”
-Kevin Arnold, from The Wonder Years
For the last week, I've been following along with Jessica Sprague's Stories in Hand online class. What a great exercise for anybody, scrapbooker or not, to participate in! Lots of memories have floated to the top of my head that I haven't thought about it a really long time.
Part of the adventure is figuring out the best way for me to tell my story. Lots of the students are using scrapbooks, journals, blogs as their medium of choice, but I haven't yet decided which format works best for me. They're very personal stories and it's a continual work in progress, but I also would like to have feedback on my stories, or to at least know there's an audience--isn't that why we write them down in the first place? for a future audience?
So my plan is to keep a Word document of the "snorkeling"--all of the story ideas, the notes, and the half-stories, but as I finish the "scuba dive"--diving deep into a story, I'm going to be posting them on a new blog: Stored for Safekeeping. They're still WIPs, and I may go back in to edit and embellish, but at least I can keep track of my progress.
However, given the personal details that may be revealed in these stories [I don't want to have to censor myself], I have chosen to increase the privacy settings. Please email or comment if you're interested in reading more about what makes me, me.
“There aren't enough days in the weekend.”
-Rod Schmidt
What I’m Loving today:
- That I can snap an almond directly in half with my teeth, and then my tongue finds this really smooth surface that’s hidden inside.
- That it’s almost the weekend again. I haven’t seen a lot of Rob this week, and I’ll be glad to get some uninterrupted face time.
What I’m not Loving today:
- That I’m so overwhelmed with packing and moving that I become paralyzed and can’t make any progress at all.
- That Rob’s moving into the new house next week, leaving me to hold down the fort at the apartment. I’m going to miss that boy.
