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Just a few things-somewhat in list format…
- Craig and I have had such a fun weekend together. Today we spent Memorial Day climbing Stone Mountain. It pretty much kicked my rear end. I don’t remember it being that hard. Which is probably a big big big clear sign that I am out of shape.
- My grandfather is being admitted into a nursing home tomorrow. The social workers at the hospital don’t think that my grandmother is physically capable of taking care of him anymore. My grandparents have been together for 63 years, my grandmother has not spent one night alone since then. It’s hard.
- On Saturday, when Craig and I were out working on our yard the mailman delivered a certified letter for Craig. From the Army. I will be so glad when I don’t panic when things like that arrive in the mail. It was paperwork on getting out of the Reserves in September. And then we’ll be 4 or 5 months short of him being out of the Army forever. No strings attached.
- I came across this picture a few nights back when I was going through some old pictures on my external hard drive. FIgured I would post it in honor of Memorial Day (and since I don’t like posting without a picture). I’m so glad that we have such brave men and women who represent our country in the Armed Forces. (So glad I married one.)
In so many ways that Craig and I are alike, we are different. And I love that. It’s the little things in life that you really learn to see (and not pass you by) and love. Which is why I felt the need to take a picture of it today at Lowe’s before we loaded our bricks up in our truck. These pictures perfectly describe why we balance each other out (well, one of the reasons). The way Craig’s brain works is logically. He was in charge of getting 25 and I was in charge of 25. He stacks them in columns, 5 deep, with 5 in each row. Which I THOUGHT about doing…
Instead, I decided to just count mine out, 1 by 1, as I stacked them decoratively on our cart. (I lost count a couple times and had to recount, but hey it looked nice.) It was scary how much stacking bricks somehow explained us.
We have decided to buy my dad’s house, so we’ve gotten motivated to start working on it again. We were burnt out after all the work we did on the inside, that we haven’t really worked on the outside. But this weekend we tore the bushes out on the front (in true redneck fashion- with Craigs truck) and it makes the house look so much bigger.
I have more pictures to post from Chastity’s wedding but I don’t want to over-do it, so I’ll post them later after I’ve had the chance to edit them.
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Lots going on lately.
Lots on my mind.
About school.
About life.
About the future.
Bit of a breakdown in the middle of the week.
Figuring things out with my future.
Law school is scary.
Knowing I am willingly going to put myself through 3 years of craziness.
That I’m in turn going to be putting our marriage through 3 years of tough times.
Of not seeing each other as much as we like.
Of stress.
Money stress, time stress, studying stress.
Everything I’ve thought of and been scared of when it comes to this HUGE step has come out this week.
Craig telling me everything is going to be ok.
That we can get through anything.
I love him.
I love how supportive he is.
I know, in the end, this will be so worth it.
I know I want this.
I just needed that little push.
And Craig’s reassurance was that little push.
So I registered for the test.
Which may seem so small, but really in my head was ginormous.
I love knowing that he’s beside me.
Or behind me when I need him there.
But always beside me.
Dreaming with me.
Planning with me.
Growing with me.
Supporting me.
I love it.
And I couldn’t imagine going through life with anyone else but him.
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Tonight I just paid the money and registered for the LSAT. I’m taking it September 29th. I’m pretty damn proud of myself. I feel like a huge accomplishment has already been made by registering for the treaded thing. Let the stress begin.
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So when I was a little girl and getting myself into plenty of trouble, my mom sat me down to have a talk about the “little voice inside you.” I had gotten in trouble at day care one too many times and she asked me if I had heard the voice before I did what I had gotten caught doing. For the most part I’ve listened to it since I was a kid. And for the most part, it’s kept me out of trouble. Especially today.
I was on my way back to the courthouse from meeting Regina for lunch at the jail. I got stopped at a stop light right before I reached the courthouse. The light turned green and I heard clear as day in my head “Someone is going to run the red light.” So I eased off the brake and inched out barely missing the FREAKING IDIOT MORON who came flying through it! Totally shook me up. The witch would have t-boned me had I not inched my way out in the intersection (which is totally not my driving style). Scary. But a serious blessing that nothing happend.
The moral of the story: Listen to the little voice inside you! And listen to your mama when she tells you to listen to that little voice!
