What a beautiful day. What a wonderful date! - with my husband of course!
You see, Joel and I, in an endeavour to always stay connected romantically, spend every monday afternoon together on a 'date'. We do all sorts of things: visit the museum, walk and read in the botanical gardens, photo scavenger hunt, imagine our dream home in Ikea, go out for coffee, play scrabble and anything else we can think of.(Can you even believe that bike riding was my idea?!) Dating wasn't our idea - but we love it and it does wonders for our marriage I'm sure. Not to mention that it broadens both our interests.
Anyway - today I have a sore backside from bike riding. That's all I realy wanted to say!
The absolute highlight of my day though was a spontaneous meeting and consequent cup of hot chocolate accompanied by brilliant and loving conversation with one of my dearest friends - Thank you Adi. You are much loved.
There was something in the air. Something in the currents of air that flow around my office. Or maybe it was in the carpet under my desk...?! Where ever it was and for what ever reason yesterday was the day of the BIG SHOCK. I would calmly get up from desk to leave the room and as i touched the door handle - ZAP! There's no other word to do it justice. E.V.E.R.Y. S.I.N.G.L.E T.I.M.E I went to open the door I got an electric shock. Way to make a girl feel free to leave her work environs! It wasn't just me though. Karl would get zapped too. And here's the thing... He (Karl) was leaving to go, probably heard the plaintive cry of a P.E. class longing for a youth intern to stir them up, and thought he'd let me know he was going. I, naturally, was listening to Barry White with my headphones on (don't like to share Barry with the whole office!) so to get my attention Karl tapped, nay, ZAPPED! my shoulder into oblivion. The pain went across my shoulders and down my arm into my elbow. Barry was abandoned so I could fully focus on staying on my chair. Karl - you are a dark skinned young man but you went red! We laughed so hard I thought one of us would die - we didn't mum, we're ok! Why is pain so funny when it's not fatal? Why is someonelses pain even funnier? Why were you laughing at me?!!!!!
And today? Not a single zap all day? Although I am about to leave and you never know....
These two belong to our neighbours who let them go free range during the day. It's made a bit easier by the fact that we all share a common back yard outside of our private courtyards. Apperantly they are always home by dark. They have been fighting a bit lately as their boss, a bunny named Peter, had to be put down due to health reasons and now they are try to ascertain who will be the new boss. I thought it would be obvious since Nugget, the blonde one, is the youngest. But he's a bit sure of himself and thought he'd have a go at being the boss anyway. Latest news is that he didn't win. They are friends now they've got that sorted out and enjoy a good adventure together - our backyard being such an exciting place and all! Just stay away from the Lobellia's or my mum will be very unhappy!
Sure, God created the world in just six days(rest on the seventh!) - but it takes us nine months to grow one baby, 13 years to hit puberty, 60 years to reach old age (at least!). Hard work is a good thing. Long term is an admirable thing. Smart planning is a wise thing. Careful attention to finances is integral and keeping your priorites straight is crucial.
Praise the Lord that I am unscathed and ready for my next adventure with just a little bit more wisdom that comes from experience!
So, I thought that i'd put my work on here for you to love, laugh at & comment on.
This one is for the sermon notes to be written over.
This one is the title slide which will be up while people come in - something to look at and get in the mood.
I have learnt these things:
- I have more than I need - I might not have everything that I want - a new pair of jeans for example! but everything I need for a very comfortable standard of living I have.
- I am very honest (my husband translates this as blunt!). I can not, in good conscience, convince you that you need something that I really don't think you need. No one needs to spend $18 on a bottle of shampoo if they're happy with their $4 variety! And you certainly don't need the scrub, moisturising cream, body butter and dry mist oil! As nice as you might feel I'd prefer it if you saved yourself $50 and spent the afternoon with your family.
- Which leads me to my next thing: I'd rather wear my old pants with the rip in them and have my friends over for a BBQ than work at night to earn just enough $$ to buy a replacement pair of pants. People over possesions any day. And I guess that since my husband is training to be a Pastor this is a very good thing!
I have no regrets for trying. And I have no regrets for resigning. I have a little more knowledge about myself, a little more love for my supportive husband, a little more understanding about what drives some people and a whole lot of Body Shop products I don't need!