Saturday, November 21, 2009

emerging from the deep...

It sounds like the title of a creepy movie! Ha. ...from the deeeeepp!

I have been simplifying my life. Less stuff, less clutter, fewer late nights, oh, and can I add less spare time? Classes really have a way of sucking up every little window of time that exists in your day. Between studying for tests and writing papers and going to! But I love being in class. I love to learn things. So I'm really not complaining. And I'm learning something that is fun for me.

Next fall, I'd like to take a sign language class with my honey. An evening class, once a week. Doesn't that sound like fun?? I hope it works out.

So what's new? I got healthy again, mostly. Still have a plugged nose, but I think that is from allergies. Which I'm not medicating as consistently as I should.

My Erica is playing basketball once again, and she made the varsity team. She's so nonchalant about it all, and my buttons are just popping off my sweater! But I try to contain myself. I do think this year it's going to be a lot more work, more practice.

Gail is just going to school, doin' her thing, working hard. Living on campus seems to have settled down into a familiar pattern, and she's doing great, at least from my perspective. I can't really speak for her. And tomorrow--tomorrow we're going scrapbooking at Archivers! They have a "make a calendar" class. Time to let the right side of the brain take a break, and let the left side out to play. Mugs is going, too. I'm so looking forward to it.

My honey has been so sweet and thoughtful to me--I'm lovin' it. I feel a little spoiled, though. He goes out and starts my car for me every morning, and he's been getting up early and making coffee so we can spend a little quiet time together before I go to work. That man has a soft spot in his heart for me...I'm telling you.

My bloggy friend daisymarie was talking about the theme of her life recently, wondering what it would be if she tried to nail it down. I think mine would be something along the lines of terms of having enough, and realizing that I have enough. I don't need "stuff" to fill up the hole in my heart. I have a pretty excellent hole-filler in mind, and He doesn't take up any floor space whatsoever. However, I have let Him take over the interior decoration both in my house and in my heart. I don't need the clutter to live my life. I don't need to hang on to it in case I am lacking it someday and need to pull it out. That's really what it is, you know. A deep down fear that someday I will need something and I won't have it. So I save every possible thing that I think I might need someday down the road. Why worry? Why stack it up? It just makes me miserable and makes everything messy.

I really need to soak that in and revel in that knowledge. Thanks, daisymarie. A beautiful day to ya, hon!