i joined the gym. which is great. but now i am painfully aware of my need to be there. a lot. but overall it makes me happy.
i am excited because this is the first week that i am actually working the schedule that they said i would have. so no early mornings! so i am at the coffee shop, i slept in, and i plan to get all my errands done and then go to work. its like i actually have a day!
i think once my schedule settles down i am going to get another job. i could work mornings in a coffee shop or something, something relatively mindless.
i remember this first time that i actually became excited about faith. it was at one of those EV free youth conferences my youth group went to every other year and i heard Tony Campolo speak. and he challenged everything about our lifestyle and the way we live and think. i don't even remember what he said but that my reaction was utter excitement that here was some tangible demonstration about faith that i could see and experience myself. i remember lots of disagreement within the youth group and i thought, this is even better, we are actually talking about something!!
i guess i get a similar feeling now that i am reaching semi-adult like places in my life where i feel finally empowered to decide my path, what i will do, and where i will go. and it is exhilarating! i mean for the most part i get caught up in the daily grind and concerns of life but then there are days like today when the possibilities seems endless and i cannot wait to get started and sort it all out!
thats all i got
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I second the cat-as-alarm-clock comment. Except I have a dog. And except Zelda's such an attention whore, she wouldn't mind climbing in bed to snuggle and letting me fall asleep all over again. The only bad part about relying on pets as alarm clocks is that time changes can be a bitch . . .
On the exercise front, Zelda and I have started jogging. (We have a cold front here, so it's a nippy 55 degrees at night, but no snow to get in the way...) This is really big as I am _not_ a jogger. On Monday we were able to do the whole jogging trial around Rice University without stopping. Granted, it's only a mile or so, but we were very proud of ourselves...
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