Long Lost Friends

I know it's been a while. There are several reasons but the most vital excuse is the lack of internet in my bed. Since I've started the blog that has been my primary creative location. I come to the big house and get online daily but never seem to be in a blogging kind of mood at the time. Not to mention that life has been so crazy and a little tough for me lately that it seems too overwhelming to write about and I never feel like reliving it all over again to share. So this is an overall update.

Student teaching has been iffy. It's not very professional of me to share a lot on here but we'll just say that prayers are appreciated. I know I'll make it. When times get hard, after I pray for strength, I always take a little mental checkout and daydream about my Jamaica and Alabama beach vacations that await me when this is all over. It gets me through the day.

The house is still good. The independence is great. I'm kind of a home body so I have definitely gotten lonely at times and am glad to go to my parents house on the weekends but overall I love my own bathroom and being able to make however big of a mess I want whenever I want and leave it there for however long I want. I even find joy in cleaning it up and relaxing when my house, although very small, is very clean.

Marcy is so generous to open her house to me so often to use the internet and visit. She's provided many home cooked meals and always a listening ear. Her kids are precious and I'm loving all the time with them. Caroline and Henry decided on Saturday night that they would spend the night. With jammies on and everyone ready for bed we ventured across the driveway out to the back house. Mom had given strict instructions that we were to watch one Disney channel show and go straight to bed so that everyone would be rested for church. We enjoyed our show together and when it went off I turned off the tv. Henry decided that he wanted to sleep in the bed with me which would put Caroline on the couch. With this arrangement in place, sis decided that she was much too tired for couch sleeping and needed the comfort of her own bed for a good nights sleep. Of course Henry decided that he would go home too so we all bundled back up, put on our shoes and headed home. We had just experienced the shortest sleepover ever. Oh well. We'll try again.

Even though my posts are few and far between, I am keeping up with all of yours. Trust me, I have definitely felt the effects of a blogless lifestyle and hope to be back on the wagon soon.