Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Closing a Few Doors


I read a very interesting article in The New York Times entitled “The Advantages of Closing a Few Doors” (which you can read in full here), explicating a study regarding the reason(s) for which people try so hard to keep ‘those doors’ open in their lives.

Is it safe to assume that we all have ‘those doors’ which we try to keep open . . . just in case? I think so. I know I have a few. The article reiterated that which I already knew but at times stubbornly do not want to acknowledge, that we keep ‘those doors’ open & make excuses for doing so because it is too painful to let go.
Over the past few years I realized that in order to move forward, I not only have to stop living my life in fear of making bad choices and/or getting hurt, but start taking chances and be willing to close some of ‘those doors’ behind me. Time and again I am reminded of the fact that my life is in God’s hands. And, I acknowledge that by keeping my options open . . . just in case . . . I am demonstrating a lack of faith. He opens and closes doors for reasons that I will never fully understand, but I have to continually learn to trust in Him, for He himself says, "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)

Kristen

* “God never slams a door in your face without opening a box of Girl Guide cookies." Eat, Pray, Love. *

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Coo-Coo

Okay. So. My biological clock is ticking so hard it feels like the coo-coo bird's beak is piercing my heart every time the damn alarm goes off.



Problem is, I made a pact with my husband that we would wait 1 full year after we got married before we would start trying for a baby. Unfortunately for me, I made that pact with my head and not my heart, and certainly without consulting my biological clock, so now my words are coming back to bite me in the uterus. I mean, heart. Er, I mean, ass.


But, 15 weeks isn’t that long to wait, right? Especially when I’m going to be stuck with that mini-Martin for the next 18 years… ;)

Friday, April 4, 2014

Making Lists

It’s been …
7 weeks
50 days
1200 hours
72,000 minutes
4,320,000 seconds
… since I had a job.

I’ve cleaned and de-cluttered the house, Craigslisted the clutter, painted the girl-child’s room, walked the dog, applied for hundreds of jobs, had dozens of interviews, and watched a crap load of movies on Netflix, and pinned hundreds of pins on Pinterest.

I’m starting to get antsy. I LOVE not working, however, I do miss the paycheck (and shopping) and having a purpose (although sleeping in till noon is rather nice), though I still have so much to do.

My List:
-          Spend more time with my step-brats (as I affectionately call them)
-          Lose 50 lbs
-          Use the crock pot at least once a week
-          Babysit for at least 1 friend each week 
-          Paint feature wall in Kitchen
-          Hang pictures on feature wall in Kitchen
-          Paint Feature wall in Living Room
-          Get new curtains for Living Room
-          Paint Master Bathroom
-          Re-organize garage. Again.
-          Get to know my neighbors
-          Gardening – get more rocks for the rose garden and dig out rocks out of South garden to make room for plants/flowers, and clean off patio so I can bring up new patio furniture.

And on, and on, and on… 


With my luck (and I cross my fingers, knock on wood, and say a few prayers that this is true!!!) I’ll have a job by next week and won’t be able to cross anything else off my list.  ;)

Monday, March 24, 2014

You don't bring me flowers...



...So I bought them for myself!

I just had to bring a little bit o'Spring inside the house until I am motivated enough to get outside and do some gardening.