Ah the simple pleasure of having the use of a computer at home... no, I still haven't purchased my own - but I'm able to take a work laptop home from time to time so here I am!
For the 1 1/2 of you that seem to still check this from time to time... I hope to continue to bore you more often, and catch you up on what's been running through my head. That's a promise! :)
Not a whole lot has changed in the last 7 months or so and in other ways so much has. I am continually amazed at how far I've come and by how far I still need to go. Sometimes the mountain seems insurmountable, other times it seems small. More on that later.
I'm still working at the church... for a brief 6 weeks I was actually working 4 jobs. Sounds crazy I know, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I got laid off from the second big one but I know God will provide. Sometimes I wonder, but I choose the truth.
I've had continued care for my PCOS over the last year. My last check up was not a particularly good one... and let me tell you did I grieve. Possibly for the first time since my diagnosis. I'll admit thought that part of me wept for what I've done to my body over the years - the guilt was so overwhelming. Just thinking about it brought me to tears. I am thankful that I've got a support system though... being vulnerable has not been my strong point. More on that at another time as well...
Anyway, I'm learning. I'm growing. I'm trusting.
That's something.
Ah, after all the whining, etc I have come out the other side with a slightly brighter outlook on life.
Got a few more piano students - yeah!
Got a second job (or third if you count teaching)
There is almost nothing worse than feeling like you're a parked car.
I've got some motion... I'm a woman on a mission.
Yay for moving forward!
Still no comp at home.
Which means I have no more humorous eHarmony anecdotes... no idea what my bank account balance is at any given moment... no idea what cousin sue is doing right now...
How boring.
I am however house-sitting at the moment and am thoroughly enjoying the use of the laptop.
Tonight we're having a wicked thunderstorm which I'm loving. The dog? Not so much. He's been cowering under my feet for the last hour.
Not much else up. My car didn't pass aircare - one of the cash-grabbing perils of living in the lowermainland.
So in summation:
1. No wheels.
2. No laptop.
3. No significant other.
Heh - not exactly where I thought I'd be at 28 years of age.
And now I'm rambling (And compaining, just a little).
Well, I certainly have been laying low lately. You may have guessed (that is, if you were even wondering) that my computer died about 3 weeks ago. Insert GIANT sigh here.
At this point it doesn't look like I'll get a new one any time soon, unless of course I do go ahead with a second job.
Until then... I'm out. And waiting impatiently to be back 'in' again.
I was dreading it.
I was having weird dreams about it.
I was stretching out the fact that I was only 27 for as long as possible, until the very last moment.
Then I turned 28.
I didn't cry.
I certainly didn't die.
And suddenly realized I wouldn't want to be ANYWHERE else, at any other time.
I don't wish I was in high school again.
I don't wish I was 27.
28 feels good, really, really good.
The truth is, I have soooooo much to be thankful for.
I've walked through and hashed out so much in the last few years.
I'm surrounded by amazing men and women of God who for one reason or another - love me, no strings attached.
Now why would I wish to be anywhere else?
Here's to a year full of possibility.
Promise.
Hope.
Peace.
And hopefully abundant joy.
I Almost Honked My Horn & Even Less Important News
Posted by Kimberley B at 11:53 PM | Wednesday, February 25, 2009I was never very good at expressing my feelings, especially as a teenager.
Can you say 'bottle it up' folks?
Yup, that was me. I said WAS.
Anyway, I have this distinct memory of coming home (to Sharon's house) in Smithers after a wee little shopping trip on Main Street. I remember that terribly awful parking lot behind Northern Drugs and this person cut me off to get a spot and nearly smacked into me. I was soooooooo angry, but I could not of course express that feeling. I recounted that story and the usual suspects were around (Michelle, Calvin, Sharon, Vanessa) my words were as follows:
"I was so angry, I almost, I almost... I almost honked my horn!"
This was followed by some serious belly-laughs... although I was COMPLETELY serious.
Fast forward a 'few years.'
I've mentioned before that I love TV on DVD. I won't apologize for it because it is a stress reliever for me. I'm more active than I've ever been but I like some good old entertainment. I saw the Season 1 box of Alias at Costco for a measly $24.99 and thought maybe I should give it a try. I NEVER watched it when it was on TV, partly because I was overseas for most of it but also I thought the whole idea was hokey.
Boy was I wrong. I devoured Season 1 in a weekend and went back for more. It gets me a little hyper... my sister asked 'so how is it so far?' My reply was 'I love it, it makes me wanna kick some ass!' (Plus getting to stare at man-candy aka Michael Vartan for an hour a day isn't half bad) Although I'm pretty sure I'm not cut out for the life of international espionage, I am entitled to a little fantasy every now and then!
I'm now determined to learn how to kickbox.
I want Jennifer Garner's abs.
I wrote the word ass.
And guess what?
My 28th birthday is less than 2 week away. Today some loser just about side-swiped me (yes, I totally had the right of way).
And I actually honked my horn...
That's Valentine's day to all you married/attached/non-single folks.
My plans for the day? Well, since the whole hot-date thing was out for another year I settled for Church, grocery shopping and watching 'Girls Just Want to Have Fun' with the roomie.
The year before I went to Australia a dear friend gave me the funniest card... let's just say the word hickie was on it. Inside she wrote 'here's to your last Valentine's day as a single woman - have faith baby.'
Did I mention faith comes out as one of the lowest on any spiritual giftings test?
6 years on and still going strong.
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