Day 957: High Hopes (but no riverboats)
Jan. 2nd, 2011 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nagi_schwarzSo...I'm excited for this year. Sure, it started off with me sleeping on an airport floor because my flight was delayed, and I don't have a job and I'm no closer to being licensed in NE than I was before Christmas, but...today was a happy day for me. I'm excited. Sure I'm a little stressed, because I really do no need a job, but I'm excited.
It started off with Sunday School, honestly. For all that Stephen is quirky and gives off mixed signals to poor unsuspecting lawyer girls, he has a strong spirit and is a dedicated teacher, and his enthusiasm is contagious, so I super excited about studying the NT this year. I even did my homework for the class this morning, which was new for me, but I think it really helped, and it made me excited for Sunday school. I am generally determined to be a better person this year, to work on things I thought I didn't have time for while I was in law school. Of course, resolutions are easy at the beginning of the year, but making them and determining to stick to them will certainly help me do what I need to do. I've done nothing in my life if, at the end of a year, I have made no progress. Today was fast Sunday, and I did my best to fast with a purpose, and I think I received an answer to my questions that amounts to hold on; all in good time. I'm going to attempt to make it the best time possible.
I talked to Mom on the way home from Church (I felt a bit bad, because I was dropping Dawn off home and pretty much ignored her in the car), and then I went to Break the Fast. I saw a familiar face on the corner downtown, a homeless man I've fed before, and I felt sad because I had no sandwich fixings in the house. (I'm not going to lie - I was also pretty reluctant to go out in the cold.) Break the Fast was good, though - I got to talk to people I haven't in a while, like Sally and Will N. and Will M., and I got to talk to people I don't ordinarily get to talk to, like Rustin and Val (who is amazing and funny and why weren't we friends before?), and I got to talk to Stephen, and we laughed and had great food and a great time. I was impatient with the creepy lady who hangs out at the bus stop near my turn off toward my parking garage, because she approaches cars and knocks on the window and wants money, and call me uncharitable, but I'm not going to give her any. If she'd take food or something, maybe, but...yeah. Not today. Possibly not ever. (That whole fool me once, fool me twice thing comes to mind.)
When I got home I tidied a bit (my flat is already a disaster and I find myself unable to find something I need this early in the game) and then I wrote letters. I got two visiting teaching dates set up already, which makes me immensely happy, because I'm going with my companion for the first time and I am also visiting one of my new girls for the first time. I wrote letters and then Cody called, which was awesome. It's so good to hear his voice, and I'm not going to lie - I've spent most of the past 36 hours missing him fiercely. I will see him before April - I know I will. I just have to work out how. It's going to take some sort of sacrifice, and I think I know what it is. I just...have to work it out. And I think I have a plan. Sometimes I think my obsession with making plans is a weird trait I "inherited" from my parents, but other times I just love scheming.
Here's to making 2011 awesome.
It started off with Sunday School, honestly. For all that Stephen is quirky and gives off mixed signals to poor unsuspecting lawyer girls, he has a strong spirit and is a dedicated teacher, and his enthusiasm is contagious, so I super excited about studying the NT this year. I even did my homework for the class this morning, which was new for me, but I think it really helped, and it made me excited for Sunday school. I am generally determined to be a better person this year, to work on things I thought I didn't have time for while I was in law school. Of course, resolutions are easy at the beginning of the year, but making them and determining to stick to them will certainly help me do what I need to do. I've done nothing in my life if, at the end of a year, I have made no progress. Today was fast Sunday, and I did my best to fast with a purpose, and I think I received an answer to my questions that amounts to hold on; all in good time. I'm going to attempt to make it the best time possible.
I talked to Mom on the way home from Church (I felt a bit bad, because I was dropping Dawn off home and pretty much ignored her in the car), and then I went to Break the Fast. I saw a familiar face on the corner downtown, a homeless man I've fed before, and I felt sad because I had no sandwich fixings in the house. (I'm not going to lie - I was also pretty reluctant to go out in the cold.) Break the Fast was good, though - I got to talk to people I haven't in a while, like Sally and Will N. and Will M., and I got to talk to people I don't ordinarily get to talk to, like Rustin and Val (who is amazing and funny and why weren't we friends before?), and I got to talk to Stephen, and we laughed and had great food and a great time. I was impatient with the creepy lady who hangs out at the bus stop near my turn off toward my parking garage, because she approaches cars and knocks on the window and wants money, and call me uncharitable, but I'm not going to give her any. If she'd take food or something, maybe, but...yeah. Not today. Possibly not ever. (That whole fool me once, fool me twice thing comes to mind.)
When I got home I tidied a bit (my flat is already a disaster and I find myself unable to find something I need this early in the game) and then I wrote letters. I got two visiting teaching dates set up already, which makes me immensely happy, because I'm going with my companion for the first time and I am also visiting one of my new girls for the first time. I wrote letters and then Cody called, which was awesome. It's so good to hear his voice, and I'm not going to lie - I've spent most of the past 36 hours missing him fiercely. I will see him before April - I know I will. I just have to work out how. It's going to take some sort of sacrifice, and I think I know what it is. I just...have to work it out. And I think I have a plan. Sometimes I think my obsession with making plans is a weird trait I "inherited" from my parents, but other times I just love scheming.
Here's to making 2011 awesome.
