I'm baaaack
Heavens! I am taking time out of my day to write because I've been feeling like it's important that I do so, and I have missed it a little. To clarify: I don't think it's important that I write because I have to impart wisdom. It's just something I enjoy doing, and it's somewhat cathartic. Therapeutic. Is there a difference between those two words?
I'm not going to lie. Life is weird. Since the summer began I think God has been teaching me a lot of things that I really did not want to learn. I feel a lot older. More specifically- I am seeing traits in myself that I have seen in other adults that cause me to think "man oh man what happened to them to make them so bitter?". I have my answer now: Nothing! At least probably nothing worth being bitter and mean over. My patience has worn down with people and it is not a pretty sight. So lately, as in this week, I have been trying really hard to be aware of my temper and patience level, and to let my old self, my patient self, shine through.
And so what happens when I am trying to be patient? A gas crisis! Let me tell you, it's stretches ones sympathies to wait in a line for gas for half an hour. Which is what Mackenzie and I did last night. We actually needed gas, but that didn't stop us from speculating about all the other people in line who we decided probably were just "topping off" because people freak out when they see blank spaces on the gas prices. There I go being annoyed again. Oops. I am recovering.
There are many other things I have been learning and becoming aware of. Life things. Things that once I learn or experience them I feel a touch foolish for having NOT learned or experienced them previously. I guess that's all part of growing up though, and so I try to welcome the experiences.
On a positive note, I am listening to the final mixes of our album. Finally. Thank the Lord. Only trouble is I never thought things would be where they are when we finished. This was "supposed" to happen six months ago! Longer, really. Now there are all these questions that are just too much for me to handle, and I get frustrated, but at no one in particular, because there really is no single person to blame. I just want this thing to get released. God can do whatever He wants after that.I'm pretty exhausted.
I don't want to take away from the record though. I'm so proud of it. I think it can do well. Really well actually. And life is not without it's bright spots. Mackenzie and I are going to Savannah next weekend, which should be super fun. I haven't been in a while, and I'm looking forward to showing her around. I love going places with her that I grew up seeing (as in, since 7th grade). It feels like bringing life full circle.
Plus, my birthday is next week and my family is celebrating tomorrow. I love birthdays, and I love my family. And then next Tuesday we're celebrating at Solaria (my newish job). Every time someone has a birthday we have a cake and ice cream and take about an hour off of work to gather around the table and enjoy the company. I really like the people there.
I'm not going to lie. Life is weird. Since the summer began I think God has been teaching me a lot of things that I really did not want to learn. I feel a lot older. More specifically- I am seeing traits in myself that I have seen in other adults that cause me to think "man oh man what happened to them to make them so bitter?". I have my answer now: Nothing! At least probably nothing worth being bitter and mean over. My patience has worn down with people and it is not a pretty sight. So lately, as in this week, I have been trying really hard to be aware of my temper and patience level, and to let my old self, my patient self, shine through.
And so what happens when I am trying to be patient? A gas crisis! Let me tell you, it's stretches ones sympathies to wait in a line for gas for half an hour. Which is what Mackenzie and I did last night. We actually needed gas, but that didn't stop us from speculating about all the other people in line who we decided probably were just "topping off" because people freak out when they see blank spaces on the gas prices. There I go being annoyed again. Oops. I am recovering.
There are many other things I have been learning and becoming aware of. Life things. Things that once I learn or experience them I feel a touch foolish for having NOT learned or experienced them previously. I guess that's all part of growing up though, and so I try to welcome the experiences.
On a positive note, I am listening to the final mixes of our album. Finally. Thank the Lord. Only trouble is I never thought things would be where they are when we finished. This was "supposed" to happen six months ago! Longer, really. Now there are all these questions that are just too much for me to handle, and I get frustrated, but at no one in particular, because there really is no single person to blame. I just want this thing to get released. God can do whatever He wants after that.I'm pretty exhausted.
I don't want to take away from the record though. I'm so proud of it. I think it can do well. Really well actually. And life is not without it's bright spots. Mackenzie and I are going to Savannah next weekend, which should be super fun. I haven't been in a while, and I'm looking forward to showing her around. I love going places with her that I grew up seeing (as in, since 7th grade). It feels like bringing life full circle.
Plus, my birthday is next week and my family is celebrating tomorrow. I love birthdays, and I love my family. And then next Tuesday we're celebrating at Solaria (my newish job). Every time someone has a birthday we have a cake and ice cream and take about an hour off of work to gather around the table and enjoy the company. I really like the people there.