{how i know i'm not a hoarder}

i am not an organized person by nature.  if you know me, you're saying 'duh' right now.

my best friend and i came up with a saying long ago that the state of our lives is reflected in the state of our rooms.  this is often true for me.  when i have the time, i really do like to organize!  most of the time though, i don't have time.  i'm busy (that can often be my fault... it's something i'm working on).

i'm moving.  not sure when, not sure where, but it could be in as early as a few weeks.  thus, i have started packing.  i really hate moving.  packing, organizing, moving, unpacking all stresses me out.  this will be different though, because i am living by myself.  all the messes will be my messes.  all the organization will be my organization.  i'm actually really excited for all of this.

i also get excited about getting rid of tons of stuff.  my life has changed since i've moved to sugar creek.  i'm no longer a student, but a professional (awesome!).  my wardrobe has changed, i have no need for all my class notes (praise the Lord!), i don't have to contain all of my things to one room... this means that i get to get rid of tons of stuff.  i'm selling books, i'm giving away clothes (how did i accumulate so many tshirts?), and i'm attempting to prepare to decorate a real house like a real adult.

i'm excited.  change is good...

{thank you}

may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.

romans 15:13

i'm so thankful for the many ways God works to communicate with us... today has been a day where I have just felt him... took a drive through the country, and just heard things in songs today that brought on new meaning, got a text from a friend to remind me of the wonderful community he has blessed me with, and then reminded me of his power and love with verses i needed to read.

the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.  the Lord is my portion, says my soul, therefore i will hope in him
lamentations 3:22-24

{PSA}

dear young girls.  #1. sending pictures of yourself (especially when showing lots of leg and lots of cleavage) is a bad idea.  bad idea for so many levels.  we'll stick with a high point and say you should respect yourself more than that.

#2. if you are going to be dumb and take said skanky picture, MAKE SURE YOU SEND IT TO THE RIGHT PERSON.

#3. if you're going to be so bold, DON'T CALL WHEN THEY DON'T RESPOND. especially when it's 1 a.m.

is it wrong i want to call this 15 year old girl and tell her to respect herself, and if she's not going to do that, to be sure she has the right phone number for the boy who will disrespect her?

psa over. rant over. let's hope i don't get more texts/calls like this in the future. also, sorry to my future children, you're going to have a mother who #1. won't let you get the nicest phones at 12 and #2.  will have full privileges over your phones... if i ever want to check it out, until you pay the bill, i'm checking it out.

{revisiting childhood}

today, while reading, i came across a quote from one of my favorite books as a kid, the anne of green gables series.  i realized i haven't read the books in years, so i bought the series on amazon kindle for $.99. talk about a deal!

it brought back so many memories... the books are great if you haven't read them.  even now, i connect so much with the character- she's spunky and quirky and just full of life.  it was easy for me to get lost in the books as a kid.  we even got to visit the house anne of green gables was written about when we went to canada for vacation.  it's one of those trips that i remember so much!

http://www.annemuseum.com/

if you've never read the books, go read them.  thanks mom and dad for making me read as a kid!

{humble pie}

i've had several posts in the past regarding my lawn mower and learning how to fix said mower.  well, my daddy gave me one of their old lawn mowers (that's not really old), and i was in heaven.  the thing pushes like a dream, it's quiet, it's wider than the old one and i don't have to fix it every time i want to mow!  all that until today.  i went out to start it and the pull cord that you use to start the mower wouldn't budge. maybe 4-6 inches, but in lawn mower speak, that's about nothing.

not a happy camper.  i googled it and even took off the top of the mower to determine if the cord was twisted around something.  nothing looked abnormal (since clearly i know so much), so i called the closest lawn mower fix-it shop.  the nice man on the phone must have heard the frustration in my voice b/c he said he'd take a look for free.

i got to the shop and this grandfatherly man took the mower out of my car (he said he was raised where women shouldn't have to lift heavy things... i didn't complain), then proceeded to inform me it was the clumps of grass under my mower preventing me from starting it.  awesome.  my roommate and i lifted this heavy thing in my trunk, i drove it over here fuming all for this?  to realize i need to pull grass out from underneath my mower?

heaping piece of humble pie for the day...

did anyone else realize this can occur and cause the mower not to start?

you learn something new every day, right?