I got a job. I'm now a part-time receptionist for a software company. I start on Monday.
We got an apartment in South Pasadena. It is so cute. I'm so glad we were able to get it. We're moving on Saturday...so that's kind of fast, but still good.
I started writing my book again. I feel like I need to go through and rewrite what I've written before. I think my writing style has changed a little in the past two years. Hopefully for the better.
Ok, this isn't really a change, but it is exciting. Some people that live down the street were getting rid of a bookshelf and a cute old desk. So I snagged them, and Carrie and Kim helped me clean them up. Two less things we need to buy! Woo hoo! Here are some before and after shots.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm praying for things that are a little silly. Like, can we please get this apartment, or can I please get a job that won't cause me to have a nervous break down. It always sounds a little selfish next to much more spiritual sounding things. When I pray for those "silly" things though, I always try to think about why I really want that. I want an apartment in a nice area so Dan and I can have our own independent household and prepare ourselves for a family. So that we won't be an extra burden to Dave and Carrie. I want a job that doesn't cause me to pull my hair out so that I won't be cranky or tired when Dan comes home. Maybe these are silly, human things, but they matter to me. And I know the Big Guy Upstairs is listening, even to my mundane wishes. I know the next few years are going to be tough, but I also know that they're going to prepare us for the rest of our lives. Which is really scary to me. But it's also really exciting.