Monday, August 29, 2011

He'll never forsake you. Don't be afraid.

Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the Lord. Psalms 1:24

To quickly and painlessly confirm the rumors: yes, Justin and I are separated. No, I'm not okay about it. And if you really want to know, I don't have a problem telling you why I feel the way I feel about where we were, where we are, and where we're going. But I'm not going to blog about it. There's plenty of that going on over here:

Now that that's out of the way...

I need that three day weekend to hurry up and get here. I don't think I've been this tired in so long. There is no doubt that I am emotionally and physically drained. I want to do something "fun" and "exciting" this weekend, but I fear I'll be stuck in bed, sleeping away my stay-cation. I take a nap almost everyday and yet I still find myself shut-eye at my desk in the morning as if I were back in high school. Fortunately, this week has been a blur of movie previews and presentations of releases that have come and gone: Death Race, Garden State, The Invention of Lying, Four Christmas', Rent, All Dogs Go To Heaven, and a few others I can't seem to remember.

Apparently school starts today. Or is it tomorrow? ... School starts this week for the college kids. It's pretty cool to say that now that I'm graduated. Even cooler not to have to go back. I've heard a few of my friends give mixed opinions about being graduated and day dreaming about their return to school. I hated school. In fact, I've always hated school, so I don't think that is any surprise to my readers. The monotony, the homework, the boring lectures, the ESSAYS, the reading assignments that I could have skimmed instead of read, the studying for tests I would never pass, taking a test for information we definitely didn't have the time to learn in class, fighting for a parking spot, the long walk to the other side of campus because I couldn't find a parking spot, not having internet while I'm trying to get on facebook instead of listen to the lecture.....I can't imagine going back. There are some days that I consider reapplying for graduate school, but then I remember that it's a waste of time.
Valentine's Day 2008

On the bright side, (my) David--not to be confused with David "Don't interrupt my story" Hindman-- will be here in 25 days! I'm so very excited to have been able to see both of my boys this summer. Now if only Lauren would get her behind up here, I'd feel a lot better.

I've also been seriously contemplating another life course. I love that I have a job; a job that I like, in a comfortably close field that I majored in. Despite liking my job, I don't love it. And I feel like my talents and passion is being wasted sitting at an office desk, occasionally answering my phone, and becoming a filing fiend and a copy-machine expert. I am highly considering signing up to do mission work for a Church of Christ ministry. Somewhere outside the US. Somewhere I can be engulfed in a culture not my own. Somewhere I can witness a child's walk with Christ. Somewhere I can spread the Word. Peace Corps was an option until I found out that they're not exactly a Christian-friendly organization. In my opinion, getting fired for talking about Jesus is not somewhere I'd like to be. And though I'm going to continue to pray on this, I'm also going to wait until Lauren gets married. I can't miss my best friend's wedding (movie reference not intended)! I've asked for prayers of discernment, but please pray that I will not make a hasty or unwise decision, but that I will allow my will to be His will.

Also! Last night was my very last night reading Matthew. After a few days of recap and reflection, I'll be on my way to Mark. So exciting! I hope all of you are taking time out of your schedules to get lost in His Word. Bisous!

Monday, August 22, 2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Happiness is a manner of traveling.

My hands are oily. Eating kettle corn at work is not very productive. Eat, wipe, type. Eat, wipe, type. And I'm sure that sometime in the very near future, I'll be incredibly thirsty. But I hadn't prepared for that while sitting at the front desk and now I can't go anywhere.

Things have been.....well, I'm alive. Tonight, I'm planning on taking Leo and Justin to the lake to do some (much needed) walking. I've done two days of Jillian Michaels' 30 Day Shred, but I feel worse than ever about my body. I'll never be that hot.

The Good News
  • I've got my room set up in the new place. I love having Lynn Papapetrou as a roommate.
  • I'm enjoying my new phone.
  • Graduation is over.
  • I'm finally starting to put money into my savings account.
  • I appreciate the hilarity of Who Would You Rather and Never Have I Ever.
  • Our new fancy pots and pans have come.
  • I am happy to say that it was my charger that was broken and not my computer.
  • JB and I are working on reconciling our relationship, in lieu of the issues that we've had over the past few months.
  • I'm feeling complacent about not being on anxiety medication. Still working on the mood swings.
  • Thanks to the advice of Crystal Farnsworth's stepmother, I'm on an incredibly fulfilling spiritual journey (that, as of late, Justin has also joined).
  • The prospect of Justin going enlisted continues to increase, but he's finally beginning to accept it.
  • My best friend, Lauren McLeod, will be getting married if everything works out with her man's active duty status!

The Not-So-Good News
  • I feel like I gain more weight everyday despite cutting out excessive junk food and fast food. It's discouraging and makes me want to eat Oreos all day long.
  • Jillian Michaels kicks my butt on a daily basis. Even when I'm not doing the Shred.
  • I actually burned one of our brand new pans (the griddle) while cooking breakfast for our guests, and now I have to pay to send it back.
  • The constant talk of money and debt at church has made me feel panicked about the debt I have from school.
  • My addiction to shopping has been thwarted thus far, but I feel like I'm not strong enough to not want material things. This makes the last not-so-good point worse than it actually is.
  • I'm in a constant state of loneliness despite being surrounded by good people.
  • My grandparents' visit was much too short.
  • I still have yet to take back my cap and gown. That's going to become a problem.
  • My parents (still) suck.
  • My dad is a shell of a man, yet still treats me like crap despite being the only person in the family who still loves him.
  • My brother is too impressionable and manipulated. But in turn, he manipulates the manipulator to get what he wants.
  • My (once repaired) shoulder is beginning to give me problems....daily. I don't have another $16,000 to fix it again.
  • I'm really thirsty right now.

I've recently gotten back in touch with my aunt Hope and uncle Rick; a real blast from the past. When I stopped being able to see my biological father, and then moved from New Jersey to Florida, I lost contact with everyone associated with him. My mother's manipulation of the situation (I was only 10) allowed me to fall away from them; they were the "bad people". Last year, after [too] many attempts at regular contact with my biological father and [too] many unreturned phone calls over the years, I wrote him a long winded letter illustrating my pain, forgiving him for never being in my life, and asking him never to contact me again. My aunt and uncle's similar relationship with him has finally validated my decision. It was refreshing to hear my aunt's voice, like I was 8 years old again, trying on my first training bra (tmi, I'm sure!). My (lack of) family has really taken its toll on me.

I'm having overwhelming thoughts that beg me to seek the comfort of my past, but I'm doing my best to subdue those false ideas and emotions. The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light. (Matthew 6:22) I can't expect this life to be easy, or marriage, for that matter, to be without controversy or struggle. Moving backward is not an option. I need to push forward. Please help me by praying for strength for what is coming, and for some kind of resolution to the pressure I'm feeling.

As a side note, I'd like to pray for all my girls in AFC: May this week bring far less disabling stress than we have all been feeling lately.

Saturday, August 6, 2011


Nola 2011
Nola 2010

SoFla Fair 2005
The past two weeks have been insane. From moving two households to celebrating in New Orleans, it has all led up to today. DB's visit was something extraordinary (as usual). I vaguely remember him lying on the sidewalk with his pants off at 5am as we dragged our behinds back to our hotel room, but it was all worth it. The hazy days were compensated by memories from the clear(er) days, but we were able to get most everything on camera. This Alabama bridge-swimming, jambalaya eating, steamboat riding, stage dancing adventure was one of my favorite (mostly because I'm finally legal). I never have the same experiences twice with him despite doing the same things twice....I'll never find another DB like the one I've got.

Today was the first day of the rest of my life. Or something like that. I've heard it after nearly every important milestone I've accomplished, so forgive me if the phrase has lost its luster. Though it seems like I've been out of school for months (probably because I have been), I'm happy to know that my business with Florida State is practically finished (still need to return my cap and gown, and pay some library fees lol). But at least this day is over.

From now on, there will be more working days, more mini-vacations with Justin before he gets another ship date, and less time worrying about the future. The thought of an all-inclusive (free!) honeymoon, and the anticipation of the arrival of our new Simplicity Gourmet kitchen set just adds to the excitement.

I'd like to take a second to thank my grandparents for everything they've done; not just for me, but for everyone they know and love. There aren't enough words that could describe the love I have for them, and the appreciation I have for the love they show me.

Thank you Nana and Pop for everything you do, all the miles you travel, and the late nights you've waited up for  me to come through your "rest-stop". I admire your strength, your marriage, and your "awesome sauce" attitudes. Essentially, I love you.