Nothing profound, motivating, or inspirational today.
Today I kind of just needed to vent to the vague world of the Blogosphere.
So just some random thoughts on where I am now.
Stuff that I’ve been thinking about for a while.
My Soldier leaves in just under 2 weeks for 7 weeks.
We’ve been spoiled to have a ridiculous amount of time with him over the last 6 months.
I think about how smoothly those last 6 months have gone and am thankful that My Soldier is who he is.
I’ve genuinely enjoyed every day spent together.
My Soldier is very much my BFF and that has been proved over and over the last 3 months.
Making new friends is hard.
My hermit-like tendencies make this harder.
Being a cultural outsider here in Bama makes it painfully hard.
I love my children.
I love being their mother.
I never elevated the office of motherhood to the mystical place I see other Christian women take it to.
I don’t quite get it.
Most of the time I wonder why I continue to blog.
I’m sure everything I say here has been said better by a long list of other people.
I also have zero clue who actually reads my blog so I kind of just feel like I’m throwing words into the vast interwebs hoping that someone reads them.
But then I write a post, and I enjoy the process.
So I continue, even if it’s just you, Mom who reads it.
Southern Hospitality and Biblical Hospitality are two VERY different things.
I made the mistake of confusing the two.
I want to be a runner.
I want to be a runner like I want to be Type A.
It means I could be in shape,
and if I kept my house spotless that would be a bonus.
When I really consider what it entails I realize I am totally content not being either.
Now that I think about it, all the people I know who ♥ running are Type A.
So maybe you have to be Type A to enjoy it?
I wish I voted in a swing state.
Maybe it would feel like my singular vote counts for something.
As it is, I vote for the state of Texas which is about as opposite from a swing state as you can get.
This time of year, as with most times of the year, I miss the Northwest.
I wouldn’t mind some cold weather and a justification for being bundled up indoors.
Apparently, I need to justify my hermit-like tendencies.
I’m addicted to sugar again.
That’s a problem.
I’m also addicted to juicing.
Specifically a mixture of kale, cucumber, ginger, apple, carrots, and lemon.
I’m hoping that they cancel each other out.