The pen meets the paper.

I don't know how much I'm going to post on here anymore. I don't like going back and reading my previous posts on blogger. I don't feel like that the way I represent myself on here is really who I am.

Sometimes I read old journal entries I've written in actual journals. They are much more organic. A much better representation of who I am as a person. Which is probably directly related to the fact that no one, except for myself of course, reads them. I wish that person would come out here, I like her a lot better.

The person here just whines about life and that things aren't going the way I think they should go. Which is completely stupid because nothing will ever go my way. It will always go God's way. Then why, oh why do I just complain on here. That's not typically who I am. I definitely have my weak moments in life where I cry out "why not me???" to one of my poor friends (usually Britt, bless her). But deep down in my being I know everything will come in God's time, not my time.


So I really think I'm going to attempt to stick to writing in my paper journal. None of this online shenanigans.

And personally, I love the way it feels to write with pen and paper. Typing just doesn't have that appeal.

Trying.

I've had a rough time the last week and a half or so. I'm not really sure why. Today I woke up (bright and early at 6am)and decided that even though I feel like I'm in a funk, I'm just going to focus on God. And how awesome He is.

So far so good. I'm dead tired, which I would typically gripe about, but I'm doing okay. I went to pick up clients at 8am to bring them to camp...they decided not to go. Again, still doing okay. And then I drove around forever trying to find a Biggby Coffee (I need caffine something fierce), still not doing so bad.

I am pretty miserable at my job. I feel like as a social worker I'm being used, and I have a leash tying me to work at all times. I'm trying to not focus on that. Zombie told me last week that I am changing lives. I still don't know how I feel about that. I guess I just need have faith in myself like I know God has faith in me and like my friends have faith in me.

As for right now, I still have a lot of things to sort out. Some decisions to make. A lot of things to pray about. As we all do. I just need to keep looking to God, because looking anywhere else is no good and just drives me/us farther from where we need to be.

Shark Week.

I watched a significant portion of Shark Week programming this evening and learned a few things.

First. Don't eff with sharks. I'm with Zombie in the whole respectfully fearing category. Sharks, I fear you, but I also respect you.

Second. If you do decide to eff with sharks, don't whine when you get bit.

Third. How on earth does Discovery Channel pull off this every year? Every year we learn the same thing, which I've reviewed here, don't eff with sharks. We know they can and will bite you if they really feel like it. Somehow they manage every year to steal our attention away from life for a week to watch shows about sharks. They are skilled. I respect Discovery Channel as well.

This provokes many questions and comments from me. But I'll pose only one to you here:


What other animals do you want to see Discovery Channel dedicate a week to????

Ready. Set. GO.

Nothing much.

Notta mucho going on right now. Hence the lack of posts.

I refuse to continue whining about life via blog. I don't want to be one of those people.

So until something fun or interesting happens, radio silence will continue.

=)