I'm not exactly crazy about driving so far to work everyday, but I don't mind driving friends to an airport 2 hours away. Especially when I only get to see them what seems like once in a lifetime.
Today, it was good timing. I spent almost all day yesterday moving and unpacking. I was quite tired by 11 p.m. . I got up this morning, went to church, had lunch, drove to Nashville, came back to The Mountain just in time to receive the Benediction, returned home, realized how much I *don't* want to think about unpacking, and came to Starbucks instead.
So, here at Starbucks I be.
I'm still quite tired.
I'm enjoying my own place so far. It was nice to wake up in the middle of the night, grab some yogurt out of the fridge, and use the little girl's room without worrying about disturbing my landlord downstairs.
That was worth the rent money right there.
Visiting with H.T. was nice. She kept worrying about me. All I wanted to do was go with the flow and not have her be concerned about putting me out. She's so thoughtful that she can't not be concerned about another human being's well being.
I miss her.
We talked about boys.
I can't talk about boys with my other friends. They are married. They have to focus on their husband.
Maybe I can still learn from that.
I'm looking around the Starbucks on The Mountain and I didn't realize that Lookout Mountain was so diverse.
I think I'll like living in Fairyland (pronounce: Fahr-i-lind). Once the dust settles, I can figure out what God is doing.
Maybe.
Here I be.
"Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all.
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms."
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