Houskeeping.

I will attempt to update you on my life using the most minimal word usage possible starting...now.

We both got jobs within one week of moving home.

God is good.

I have been training in Indy with PNC Bank since Monday.

I'm pumped.

Michael starts training with CSI tomorrow.

We are jumping in with the Youth Group.

And we love it. 

We are living with my grandparents until the farm house is available.

They are the sweetest people ever.

Grama makes me breakfast before work every morning...I still love you mom! 

We miss our CO family...Aunt Laura, I will call soon PROMISE. 

Kenyon's, Aaron, and Amberlie, you're on the top of the list too.

We are busy.

So busy.

As in, I go to bed at 8:30 because I'm so tired at the end of the day.

I miss my camera.

I need to post pictures...there are many.

Oh, and I've been helping coach high school girls basketball.

I've found my calling.

I love basketball.

So much.

Life is good.
We are happy.
God is good.
All the time.

I realize that starting a new paragraph after every sentence doesn't really make this post minimalistic, but just pretend with me. Thanks.

Beauty and the Sun

Early Monday morning I drove down the interstate in darkness for what seemed an eternity to my heavy eyes. I’m not a morning person, I’m not a hair and make-up and heels person, and I most certainly am not a drive in the dark and cold in traffic person. On my way out the door I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and cringed. I was a mess - tired eyes, tangly hair, and uncooperative skin included. I was grumpy to say the least.

As I drove, I thought about how gross I felt and how annoying it was that I had to drive to Indy every day for training, etc etc. While I complained (to myself) about my skin and other equally important issues, the sun began to rise across the horizon in front of me. I put my thoughts on pause as I watched the sun break through the darkness and remembered a verse that had been nearly forgotten. It was almost as if I could hear someone whispering to me Psalm 45:11 “the King is enthralled by your beauty.”

I laughed to myself and shook my head in disbelief that the God who paints the sky each morning is enthralled by my beauty, even at my worst, on mornings when I feel ugly and have a nasty attitude. Just as I am taken back by the beauty of the sun rising, so God is captivated by the beauty of His people. Just typing it sounds absurd, but then again everything about God's love for us is absurd.

"Man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.”1 Samuel 16:7

I'm Alive

In case you were worried, I am still alive and well, very well. So well that I've been waaaay too busy to keep up the 4 day a week blogging thing. It was good while it lasted, right? Anyways, I'll update later but for now, just know that we made it home. HOME. And we're happy. That's an understatement, but you get the picture. I think I've had enough of this short, choppy, grammatically incorrect babbling. Maybe tomorrow I'll make time for a little something involving thought and effort. Maybe...

I Must Be Crazy

Today Michael and I took a little adventure to Panera Bread for a little breakfast date turned study session. It was wonderful, and for some reason I was giddy. It may have had something to do with our seats by the fireplace, PLUS there was an outlet nearby...score! So we posted up there and enjoyed our breakfast sandwiches on really yummy bagels. Oh, and did I mention the whole back wall was glass, making for an absolutely gorgeous view of the mountains. Yes, I will miss the mountains very much. And the weather. Speaking of, it was sixty and sunny today. Be jealous all you Indiana folk!

I'm sure right now you're all probably wondering, "what exactly will you miss about Colorado?" So I'll tell you...in no particular order...

- Jamba Juice (I know, other places have these too, but not Crawfordsville)
- Chipotle
- Super Target
- Basically all the perks of living in a city...
  the proximity to anything and everything you could ever imagine
- Looking at the mountains
- Camping in the mountains
- Skiing in the mountains...which, ok we never even did but I'm still going to miss that
- Driving through the mountains
- Aspen...it's in the mountains
- The mountains
- 300 days of sun
- The Kenyon family and Truman
- Watching J & C play basketball
- The Stevens family...I don't even want to think about not seeing Caleb every week. Sob fest.
- Jan, Gordon, Faith and David...especially Faith's storytelling
- Aunt Laura and Don

That covers all the major bases...but I'm sure there are a thousand little things I will miss once I'm not here to take them for granted anymore. 

I must be crazy for leaving this.

This is what our room looks like...

 

I packed everything in one day. 

As if we were leaving tomorrow or something. 

Except we're not.

But we could if all that mattered was having everything packed!

I feel like I did when I was ten, packing for Disney World two weeks before leaving, and then having to unpack half of my stuff because I still needed it.

That's me right now. Just waiting to go to Disney World and look at Magic Kingdom in wonder at how I ever lived without it. 

But there is one major thing that's different now from when I was ten. 

When I was ten, the days passed slowly, threatening to never end.

These days, on the contrary, are flying by faster than I can understand. 

Because this time, I'm not just leaving my little town for a quick vacation only to return the next week. This time, it's more like leaving Disney Land to live instead at Disney World. Leaving a place I love and never thought I would leave for a place that suits me just a tiny bit better. I'm trading a good thing for another good thing.

And although I'd rather it be this way than another, it still means that I have to leave good things behind. Very good things, that I wish I could just pack up and take with me. Unfortunately, they're all people who would probably notice if I tried stuffing them into boxes... 

I Remember...

every Christmas Eve, my sister and I would build a fort in one of our rooms and stay up as late as we could to try and catch "Santa" in the act. One year, it finally paid off. Sure enough, Santa came peaking in on the two little girls pretending to be asleep. Only he wasn't your typical Santa dressed in red...he actually looked more like my dad in his underwear. Que uncontrollable laughter from two little girls trying to stifle snort inducing hilarity in a silent house...unsuccessfully. I guess Mr. and Mrs. Claus must have been deaf that night because shortly after, we heard them hauling gifts to the living room. And once the coast was clear, what did we do? Uhuh, tip-toed right out there to lay eyes on all the pretty gifts under the tree. Oh the good old days :)

Sorry dad, I can't remember if we told you about that one yet...but it's true, and now the whole world knows!

Random Monday

So I think last week went pretty well, don't you? At least I'm pretty proud of myself what with blogging four days out of the week and all. Many pats on the back for me. Now on to the randomness that is Monday, or should it be miscellaneousness?

I'm sick again. As in, my throat hurts like crazy, my body won't stop aching, my head won't stop pounding and I swear my tongue has doubled in size. Thank you, immune system, for being worthless.

Michael and I might have jobs once we move back. It's still in the works, but we are still pumped! PTL and thank you Mama.

I will be chopping off half of my hair soon. If anyone is interested in the other half, just let me know. Really, why do I have enough hair for four people?

I am mysteriously feeling the urge to paint my nails.

And eat dinner. If possible, through a feeding tube to avoid swallowing.

I can't stop daydreaming about everything I want to do once we move to Grandma's house. Oh the paint choices!

Michael is taking a nap next to me. It's 6:15 and he's supposed to go play basketball. I keep waking him up, but he ain't budging. And when he does wake up, guess who he'll be mad at for not waking him up? What's a girl to do?

I'm really not a fan of the "new profile" on Facebook.

I really need to get behind the camera again.

I've been laying at the foot of the bed all day watching HGTV in between naps.

Ok, I'll be back with another life altering post tomorrow. But right now, my tummy is yelling at me.