And were off.

Happy Thanksgiving! We are leaving in about an hour for Vancouver. And Thank you a million times from the bottom of my heart Cecelia!! I luv ya babe!!

Coping skills.

I'll tell ya, this last week has been one of the most horrendously stressful weeks I've ever had. However thanks to the grace of God, it has been easy. Everything has fallen into place accourdingly and I really have been stressing over nothing. He truly is guiding this. I found out what was causing most of my stress too.... finding a place for my kitty. I am so attached to him. But my best bud Cecelia called and said she would take him, oh I cant tell you how the relief just flooded over me. I havent gotten that good of sleep in a week. I didnt realize that was what I was stressing over. I basically have no stress now, although I am still sad that I have to leave Stinky, I know he will be much happier at her house. She has a yard and I know she will feed him, and he will still have a warm place to sleep. Cecelia, I thank God for your awesomeness. (and Aaron. I didnt forget your other half, tell him thanks too :)

So I just sent our deposit in, and Decembers rent will show up just in time. It really hasnt hit me that we leave in 1 1/2 days. It is still so bizarre to me, almost surreal. I still have my inner nagging about money and stuff, but I know that I need to trust Him, He has gotten us this far with not a hitch. I know He will get us through the rest. I am excited to be able to start keeping house though, after getting all unpacked and through a couple of paychecks, then I will start decorating and making it feel a little more like home. I am excited for that. 

I do get a bit teary eyed when I think of leaving my family, but it is helping alot that my parents are so gung-ho about us going and supporting us so much and excited for us that it is giving me the strength to go without being too sad. Because they are doing that, it doesnt make me feel guilty for leaving and they are allowing me to be excited. I think it would definetly be harder if my parents were crying and "oh i wish you werent going" kind of a thing. 

I am ready to start new, we were even talking about trying to get pregnant perhaps next fall or the spring after... we'll see what happens. We definetely want to get established first, and we'd like to buy a house. Again, we will see. 

I thank God for all He has done for us, and for making this transition so smooth. Our prayers really have been answered. He has been praying to be able to work at the union in Vancouver, and I have been praying my little tail feathers off to be able to never work again. I kid you not, those have been our exact prayers. Every night. For a long time. God never ceases to amaze me.

Oh my goodness.

3 days. Only 3 days. 3 days to finalize packing, find someone to take the kitty, eat an early turkey and say bye to everyone. Not to mention sleep... Sleep? Whats that? Friday night we went and said bye to all our welding friends... the came home and I took a sleeping pill and knocked myself our for a night. Slept well, but woke up with a migraine. (let it stand to note that Excedrin is awesome). Saturday we woke up late, made a good breakfast and just puttered around. It felt so good to not rush around. Then it was on to moms to unload boxes in her garage and dad made us prime rib... It was a good day. Aside from spending from 9pm-12pm at mom in laws doing laundry. Late nights kill me. Sunday was haphazard. Church, then lunch, then over to sis-in-laws for nephew Kyle's 1st birthday party. Also had hairdresser sis-in-law chop off my hair. I love it. So then Zac dropped me home at 10, and then he left to watch a movie at his brothers house while I crashed into bed with a warm fuzzy cat. So needless to say, nothing got packed. 

Today, we are packing the rest of most of the stuff. What a pain. I'm getting excited. Im also nervous and sad I have to leave my furball. I love my hair tho.

A note to go with the last post..

My mother is being so sweet, her and dad are making us thanksgiving dinner the night before we leave since we will be driving all of Thanksgiving day. What a thoughtful thing to do. I love my parents. :)

Its finally hitting me.

I broke down last night. I couldnt hold it in any more. With all the stress an angst and things, put on top of saying goodbye to all my dance girls... I bawled. For a few hours. I still am tearing up thinking about leaving my girls. It's like all of them were my own children I am leaving. And especially giving up my pointe girls to someone new... Im so protective over them, it is so hard to see someone else teach them. I just hope she gives them the freedom to have fun with pointe and not drill seargent them as if they were at the Royal Ballet of London. They dance for themselves and thier families, not world wide audiences. I explained to her that I let the girls help with alot of the choreography and stuff... Oh I'm worrying too much. They will be fine, and I suppose they will get used to a totally different teaching style. I will miss them so much. 

Lisa (the head teacher) said she would give me addresses to keep in touch. I'm excited to send everyone postcards. 

So that emotional experience on top of trying to get all this moving stuff in order finally caught up with me. So aside from puffy eyes and I'm completely exhausted, it felt good to cry. Although I fear I am not done crying. We have 5 days until liftoff. We aren't even staying for Thanksgiving dinner. It is really hard to leave for me around the holidays. My family is a very traditional holiday family, so it is difficult. Not to mention I will miss my grandpas 80th birthday party. I'm just overwhelmed. I am really hoping the lady that is coming to look at the apartment will take it. (Please God?) 

Ok, so anyways, let me finally get to how this all happened. Backtracking here... ok.. so my husband was in the welding program at BSU, this was his 3rd month. His teacher had a former student who manages? the welding fab in Vancouver who discovered my husband and was impressed and then called us and offered him a job. Thats it. It couldnt have happened any quicker. It is amazing pay and somehting that Zac really likes to do. I wont have to work if I dont want to, but I  will until I get the credit card paid off. Coffee shop or a book store would be nice. 

We got to spend a little time at my moms house last night, which was nice. Im going to miss them so much. I'm still waiting to hear if we approved for the apartment I applied for... I hope to hear today. WHen I hear we have an apartment up there and someone to take over ours here, I think I might be able to relax. I havent even had time to call everyone and tell them. Holy crap I am tired.

Oh ya, and I am trying to find a place for our cat. If you know anyone in the Treasure Valley who wants a cat, let me know. Hubs says we cant take him. My work is interviewing for my posisiton today. She is nice. Ok I have to get back to work now, which is another thing on top of all of this, working 8 hours and trying to wrap things up here too. I think I deserve a break after this move. 

I am alive...

I promise, but just barely. So many things to do in 6 days has my head swimming against such a tough current that all I want to do is sleep. So, my point in saying this is that Im alive and will tell you everything when i get a chance to have a normal brain function. 

Also, please pray for us that God will send the right person at the right time to take over our exisitng Boise apartment lease. Thanks.

What I've been keeping mum about...

I can finally tell you what I have been dying to say... (and Cecelia if you are reading this before talking to me, its because I havent gotten to a phone that isnt at work or with Zac. You will be hearing from me very soon) Anywhooo.....

WE'RE MOVING TO VANCOUVER WASHINGTON!! BY DECEMBER 1st!! 

Holy crap. So right now we are in the process of boxing things up, finding an apartment, finding someone to take over our lease, figuring out what is he best day to leave, and today telling my work that I am putting in my 2 weeks.

Mom wants me to stay another 2 weeks after zac leaves, but if we get someone to take over our lease, then that will pocket us another $1000 which will enable us to leave by Thanksgivign. Even though we only have 2 weeks, things are still so up in the air. So much to do. Packing isnt going to be a problem, as we dont own anything. 

So... I am excited, thrilled, overwhelmed and stressed at the same time. I'll update as I can.

New blog i found

Just found a fun new blog! It is Rob in Space, narrated by, who else, Rob. His writings are personal, funny, witty and Christian oriented. Check it out!

One of those blogs

Ok so I'm just going to spew out random stuff now... I feel like writing, but I dont have anything really to write about. Zac is coming home tonight, he was out of town for a day or so, so I bought him a ribeye and some shrimp and scallops. I dont think he will be home until 8:30 or 9:30 though. He may not even be hungry. Speaking of hungry, Crap in a Sack sounds great right now. That is our endearing term for Jack in the Box. I had lasagna earlier, but eggrolls and poppers sound wonderful. I guess if he isnt hungry that will be tomorrows dinner then and I will just make a sandwich or something. Zac took his side of the bed with him on his trip. We sleep on 2 foam pads put together. When both are there, then it looks like a double size bed. But now that his isnt there, mine looks so lonely. Its depressing. I cant ever imagine living without him. 

I actually cleaned tonight. I told hubs I would, I dont think I will have the entire kitchen done in time, but I did vacuum. That's an accomplishment. The BSU vs Vandals game is tomorrow. Too bad it is up in Moscow. My sis, who is a student there right now is going. I know it will be a blowout, every single year it is. I dont even know why they call it a rivalry. It is always so one sided. It is getting cold out now. Although the sun is up at 7 am. I drove in to work today with bright blue sky, sun way over the horizon and the moon in the same spot opposite the sun. It was a little surreal. Speaking of surreal, I need to get back into my art. Im just not as inspired as I used to be. When I was depressed and hated the world and so on and stuff, my creativity just flowed. Now that I am immensly happy, I cant even draw a cube straight. Well, not that bad, it just isnt like it used to be. I miss it the creative streaks, but I sure dont miss my moods or attitudes. My quality of life is soooo much better now. I suppose I could trade a wonderful life for good art. :)

I need to take the trash out, but I think it is raining again. Maybe. Stinky got a harness and leash yesterday. So I took him out on the catwalks of the apartment, and we gave the building a "cat scan". He had to sniff every single little nook and cranny 5 times a peice. He really enjoyed it. And he is pretty adament about his sniffing too. I tried to tighten his harness mid-sniff and got quite an attitude! Apparently I was interrupting a good sniff. So I think I like my phone better than I thought I did. Its growing on me. definelty not what I would have chosen, but cant complain. I forgot to go to the bank today. Darn it. 

So if Zac is hungry tonight, I am totally going to red-neck it. Since I dont have a bbq or a george foreman, I cant grill the steak. However... I have a waffle Iron. It is about the same thing as a george forman, just flat. And it still has grooves for the grease to go down. And since you cook pancakes on a griddle at 350 or so, I would assume the waffle iron gets that hot, considering you get waffles in 2 minutes. And if it isnt hot enought, then perhaps it will slow-grill it. Insert Jeff Foxworthy: You might be from Idaho......

I cant wait for hubs to get home. I do miss him. Wow. I could be entering invoices right now... hahahaha. forget that. I will do them tomorrow. No way I feel like doing it now. I need a new pair of jeans. I really hate the ones I have. One pair fit my legs really well, but it makes my hips look humongous. The other pair are so stretchy that they look (and feel) painted on. Im starting to get tired. Ok... off for the night.

Why do Tmobile phones have to suck??

So were on Tmobile. Until May. And our trusty flip phone that we've had for 3 years finally lost is flip. Zac is out of town at the moment so I am having to have a phone on me at all times until he gets back. So I decided that since the wires are now popping out of the phone, that I would get a new one.

So my choices, without adding time to my contract, were a flip phone and  bar phone. Thats right, 2 phones. The flip phone, was the one that we got for free when we first signed on. We hated them s much we threw a phone breaking party and went and got our trusty flip. So the Bar phone, is teeny. Hard to hold onto. The buttons are small, and the ear peice is one of the ones you have to stick right up to the hole in your ear. But it was $50 bucks. So it will last us until may.

Its light, plasticky and cheap feeling. I was looking at my mom-in-laws phone, a verizon LG, and it is  steel tank!!! Tmobile phones are crap. Like Saturns. (They are made out of plastic too)

Oh well. Out in May. 

With the faith of a child.

I've had an epiphany moment. I was curiously drawn to a church publication I have in my house, and drawn to open it to an article I hadnt yet read. I picked it up and read the title, and started to put it down thinking, what in the world do I need to read this one for? I hadnt read it because it looked boring. But as I put it down, I was prompted to pick it up and read it. So I did. I started. I got half way through and then stopped cold at one sentance.

"...to have the simple faith of a child."

My eyes started watering, this was what I had needed to hear. With all that is going on around here lately and all the uncertainty, yes, I have been praying and reading scriptures and stuff, however I still have the doubts. The what if's. The what if nots. To trust Him in all things is to not have any doubts, to know for certain that His will, will be what comes to pass.

So upon reading that, It flashed me back to when I was little and prayed. I prayed with reckless abandon. I remember the thought never crossed my young mind that God wouldnt ever fulfill His duty. There were no what ifs. I prayed with the full confidence that He knew what He was doing. I remember loving the Lord so completley, even though I was never brought up in a church or specified religion.

So this passage stopped me in my tracks and put my fears and doubts into perspective. I was not trusting Him completley. I was not loving Him completley or letting Him love me completley. I still even as an adult need to pray with that reckless abandonment. I need to remember that He hears my prayers and He will do as His will sees fit. I am remembering to have confidence.

I need to return to having the steadfast faith and love and purity of a child.

Lord our Father, help me to have the love and faith I had when I was a child. Show me how to pray with faith, and how to love thee with true confidence. Help me Lord in my trials, that I may truly know thy will. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Giving thanks for a few things

Im inclined to shout my thanks to the Lord today. Even in lieu of things that are brewing and stirring and slowly coming to pass that are good, yet causing a little stress, I am so thankful. Because without Him, these blessed current events would not be happening.

Things I am most thankful for:

-My solid marriage

-Church on Sundays

-The practice of prayer and worship

-A strong shoulder to cry on

-Spontaneous foot rubs

-The ability for Zac to see himself excel in something

-The job God allowed me to have

-The stable financial situation we are in

-The trust I am able to put in Him when times are uncertain. (like these)

-The promptings of the spirit

-The ability to find comfort in my husband

-The ability to find comfort in the Scriptures

-The wonderful women who blog inspirations

There are so many more things I am thankful for, alot of them would say what I still cant say yet. And I am dying to say them. But I will have to wait. 

Losing weight with Glynnis

A lady whose post I frequent, Glynnis Whitwer, has challenged herself to lose 8 pounds in 8 weeks, starting today. She has asked for moral support and to do this with her. She also said it didnt have to be 8 pounds, it could be holding yourself accountable for scripture study for 8 weeks. Or keeping your bathroom clean for 8 weeks.

As for myself, since I just so happen to need to lose 8 pounds, I am in supporting her on the 8 pounds in 8 weeks challenge. I will weigh myself every Wednesday.

Heres the starting numbers: 118

The Goal: 110 (yes, that is my healthy weight. Ask my doc.)

I challenge you to do something for 8 weeks that will change some aspect of your life for the better. 

Clutter.

Cluttered minds create cluttered houses. Cluttered houses create clutter spiritual lives. Cluttered spiritual lives create me going absolutley insane. Due to some recent events that have and are starting to come to pass... this goes back to te post where I couldnt say anything about it...well, I still cant say anything much. 

However its got me so overwhelmed, that even when I list out my to do's, it gets tossed in with the clutter. I have alot of to do's and you-sure-as-heck-better-get-that-done's, and quite frankly I dont know where to start. This includes the to do lists at work. When I get stressed, I freeze and just want to sleep and therefore nothing gets done. Dang clutter.

So my mind is one big cluttered to do list. Within the past week, my house is covered in laundry piles, papers and boxes I was going through from our last move. My spiritual life includes church and a nightly prayer with hubby and nothing else. I keep telling myself I need to just take an hour and sit down and itemize things priority down to can wait half a year to do. But I havent found that hour because Im too dang stressed-lazy to do it. Its quite overwhelming. Not to mention my mother-in-law just gave me 5 million invoices to enter by..oh... December? Sooner? Could we not go with the original schedule of giving me one week at a time so I dont have to spend 6 hours a night entering invoices? O well. I love her to bits and will make sure her accounts are finished by the time they need to be.

Ok, so on a better note to end this post... there is nothing more heartwarming than being at a football game, standing up for the national anthem, and hearing 32,000 people sing it in unison. Perhaps there still is hope for America.

Good and Morning should never be in the same sentance.

I'll post somehting as soon as the caffeine kicks in. Which at this rate seems like never. Oh yes. Its one of those days.

16 hour day. Oye.

Today is loooooonnnnggg. And it isnt even over yet. I was up at 5:30.... at work still until 4:30...then its find something to eat and truck it to Nampa to sub 3 hours of dance classes for the teacher who normally does it. She is in California right now. I always have a blast in classes, I am just going to get home at 9:30. Then I am going to bed. What a day. 

Im going to have to get some liquid motivation (caffinated something..) I am extremely thankful that I am employed, but I cant wait to be a housewife. Maybe then I could keep my dang kitchen/house clean and have dinner ready on time. That would be a miracle. 

Work has me busier than ever. The only reason I am posting today is because I cant look at another spreadsheet without going crosseyed. So I am taking a quick break. Also bookeeping has me busy doing end-of-year things. I never ever ever want to do any of that again. Im burnt out. I cant do it anymore. I'll finish up this year and then I am quitting. 

Theres a football game this Saturday, we play Utah state. It will be a blowout. Again. I am happy we have such a good team, however I do like to see a close game. O well. Were good. 

Ok. Break is over. Next time you see me my eyes will be crossed.

Correction:

My dear friend Cecelia brought this point up to me;

when I stated I've found the ones really doing all the complaining are the ones who put more effort into money and material things to satisfy thier happiness and quality of life and not focusing on the spiritual aspects of living for today and enjoying what God has already blessed them with.

She took it as I was saying every hard working american and christian are complainers...which isnt what I meant at all! My thoughts were driven toward all the whiners I see on CNN all day long... It is on at my work. All Day. Every DAY. 

So my apologies to those I have offended who run thier own businesses, ministries and whatnot and also to the rest of us trying to hold their own.

Taking the high road.

Well Obama is president. Not my personal voting choice, but I must say it didnt come as much of a surprise to me.  I dont particularly care that he is the first black president. Atleast he is a human. And all this talk about living in a socialist nation is kind of irritating me too. I used to live in a socialist nation. When I lived in France I made sure I payed attention to the government issues and things and just how miserable the people were because everyone always made a big hoo-ha over it. 

Miserable? I beg to differ. I realize the issues of socialism and how they are not particularly ideal and dont really agree with it totally. However, as for quality of life, I discovered while living in France, they are just as happy as clams. They realize they cant do much about the whole thing, so they just have learned to enjoy life and roll with the punches. 

And since we as "the people" cant do much about anything regarding politics and government, I mean really, what are we able to do about it... write him a letter? Protest on the steps of washington?  (alot of good that does) well...I say, since we are in for the long haul, lets not let our quality of life go down. We can enjoy ourselves and our familys just as much as when Bush was in office. Or Clinton.  I've found the ones really doing all the complaining are the ones who put more effort into money and material things to satisfy thier happiness and quality of life and not focusing on the spiritual aspects of living for today and enjoying what God has already blessed them with. When you realize just how much you are blessed, then you can really start to see what quality of life really means. Lysa Terkeurst put it very plainly:

Jesus never called us to the comfortable life. He called us follow him through whatever life hands us. 

Jesus never waited for the circumstances of the times to line up in his favor. He called us to follow him and be light in the darkness.

Jesus never bad mouthed the leaders of the day or demanded they change their policies. He called us to follow him and live out the truth through our right choices.

America has had its ups and down, and yet we as a people still live.  As long as we live good honest lives, within the laws and rules of our country and our God, then we have more freedom than protesting and resisting all the way.  

I honestly do hope however, that with this new administration some good things may come of it. 

Stirring the pot.

God is brewing up something. Something potentially huge for Zac and I. It has not fully come to pass yet, as I only just heard the news. I am sorry I cant say much more than that at the moment, especially since I am work right now. I can say it would be absolutley wonderful news in 99% of the aspects, and bittersweet in the 1%. It does involve Zac's welding skills and my never having to work again too. (Have I said too much?) This is killing me not being able to say much, but I had to atleast get this much out. I promise as soon as I get a little more information and my wits about me I will explode with an explanation. 

Mini post.

Kyle - I got your email, thank you for the encouragement and I am happy you enjoy my writings. I am sorry I could not email you back, my computer crashed and now I cant get into my emails for the time being. But I did want you to know that I appreciate your comments.

You're not wasting a day if you are enjoying yourself.

Oh I can't tell you how good it feels to finally have a day to do nothing. Mowing season is finished and Saturdays are finally freed up. We went out to Downtown last night, the central theme throughout the costumes (or should i say lack of costumes) was the porno version of Alice in Wonderland. All halloween is anymore is an excuse for adults to walk around town naked. Sheesh. We then went to some friends house in the next town over and came back home and crashed at about midnight.

Today we reserved to do absolutley nothing. Zip. Zilch. Nada. We slept until 10am, then woke up and sipped my way through a small pot of tea. Made buscuits and gravy and fried eggs at the request of hubs. Then I finished my book by the window with another cup of tea and listened to the rain. Then we watched The Godfather. Hubs is watching #2 right now, I'm too dang tired to try to follow it right now. Then we went over to a church friends house for a football get together to watch the BSU vs. New Mexico. We won 49-0!! Lovely. And it was nice to meet a few people from church we hadnt gotten to know. 

And now I am fighting with my eyelids, but I have been looking up videos and photos of my heroine Gelsey Kirkland. She is the best ballet dancer ever to walk the face of the earth. She is my inspiration also as an artist. It is funny because everyone always idolizes actors and such, and I could care less about them. She is my favorite not because of her looks or her body as she is not terribly gifted in them like you would think of a movie star, but her mind is so philosophical and abstract that it is like she reads my mind. In her books she is able to put the perfect words to my ideas that I could never ever explain to people. In some respects I understand her frusteration in the dance world because they were and are my frusterations. She is the only famous person I would ever want to meet, and she is only really famous in the dance and art world. 

Ok enough about that. Some would probably say I wasted a day out of my life. I beg to differ. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and hubs and I are looking forward to every saturday now. I think next sat, we will do Steak and Eggs for breakfast. What a nice change from waking up at 6am and working all day only to find that Monday somehow arrives 10 minutes later.