Oh, Friday. You have proven to be quite uneventful. The way most Fridays are. Which brings me straight into the weekend. Which brings me into feeling restless. Which...shall I go on?
I've been lounging around my house all day now, trying to think of something productive to do, but I can't find anything. Can't think of anything. Or maybe I just gave up. Maybe I'll just take advantage of this weekend, not having anyone else in my house except for me...and my brother on occasion. Doing things at my own leisurely pace. Vacuuming when I want to vacuum, putting the dishes away when I want to put them away, baking cookies when I want. Peanut Butter Cookies. Flourless peanut butter cookies. That are delicious.
You know, before I know it, I'll be waking up at 2:00 A.M. to start packing my suitcases into my van, driving two hours north to Orlando, sitting at an airport for two more hours, and having an airplane take me thousands of miles up in the air, thousands of miles away from home and all I'm familiar with, and dropping me in Minnesota for 2 1/2 months. Looks like two is the lucky number. My favorite number. Maybe I should just soak up this time, not worrying about being somewhere or doing something big and extravagant just for the heck of it. Maybe the next month and a few days will be as low key as it can be, I'll be able to take it in, and then go up to Minnesota ready to take on those 2 1/2 months with gusto. Maybe, just maybe, I'll enjoy these low-key times unlike I normally do, before I'm thrown out of my comfort zone...again.
This post sounds as if I'm not thrilled to be going away for the summer, and experiencing new things. No, I'm super excited. I'm just aware that it won't be a walk in the park. That I'll be tested beyond what I can imagine. That I'll probably get home sick and miss everything that I love about this town that I hate. That I'll miss my Mom, and my cat. I may even miss my big brothers, too. And my crazy step-dad. I'm also aware that I'll grow in unimaginable ways. That God will reveal Himself to me in so many ways if I allow Him to do what it is that He needs to do inside of me, and through me in Minnesota. Oh, camp. You couldn't come soon enough. Just let me enjoy the next month and a few days before you sweep me away to your state. Thank you.
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