Thursday, April 28, 2011

We're There Yet.


I blog and journal best when I have very little to write about and lots of time to stare into space and think introspectively about a particular experience or thought. When I'm actually doing things, it's much harder to focus. This is why my blog details my thoughts on finding a vintage electric fan at Goodwill and getting a pap smear, but says nothing about moving away from my best friends, unpacking my belongings at my in-laws house, or going on a road trip to Idaho to embark on the journey that Pete and I have been working toward for five years -- all while working part-time, taking classes full-time and breastfeeding a four-month-old bottomless pit. When you notice that I'm blogging a lot, assume that I've been sitting on my couch in my pajamas for about a week and invite me over for coffee.
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So if I were to rewind the last month and be a good blogger, here are some of the things I would have written about:
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- Having a garage sale is a ridiculous idea, unless you have a good friend to do it with.
- If your marriage can survive the first three months post-partum, it's probably safe to start planning your Golden Anniversary.
- Breastfeeding is God's way of encouraging moms to sit and rest and cuddle with their babies every three hours, but it's easy to distort that time into something it shouldn't be, such as an opportunity to practice daily life as an amputee.
- It's better to have pursed, invested, loved and moved than to have sat in the back of a church for four years.
- Moving is kind of like dying in that everyone takes the time to make you feel indispensable right before you're going to dispense.
- Wind farms are beautiful.
- I don't like the term "missionary wife," and when I explained why to the MAF candidate committee members and they agreed with me, I got a good feeling about the next decade of my life.
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So there. This entry was like calling an old friend who I haven't talked to in a while to catch up. Now I feel like I can open up a new post to write about how an ink pen got into my washing machine this morning and ruined my favorite pair of new jeans, and how this changed me a little bit for the better.
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2 comments:

mama @ you are my heart said...

i personally hope you are about to have a good amount of free time on your hands.

Rebekah said...

You've made me take pause to consider some things. Like making people feel indispensible right before they're going to dispense. We should be doing it long before that point.