Discovering Life

It's pretty exciting, isn't it?

The weekends

I have several projects that I have planned for the weekend. I love the weekend. There is freedom in my time. I don't have to shower or do my hair, or even change out of my pajamas if I don't want to. Man, it is really nice to have weekends.

As I sit and listen to my room mate practice piano I am reminded of how wonderful it is to make music. I like it when she practices, even the repetition of the warm ups/technique exercises, it feels good to me. She's asked me on many occasions to play with her (on my sax). I've respectfully declined every time. maybe I shouldn't.

I'm currently reorganizing my closet and trying to figure out what I don't wear but have kept in the closet because I think that I wear it or think that I'll want to wear it later. Let's face it, if I really thought that I'd wear it later I should be wearing it now. Time to declutter.

I feel far less freaked out today than I have the past couple of days about the future. I appreciate it. Thanks Lord.

uh what on earth is happening?

So as posted earlier I got an application rejected earlier this week. nothing to surprising, I've turned in lots of applications to different things over the past year and nothing panned out. But what gets me about today was that I had two very strange job offers here in LA.
1- I got a call from a friend from college. Her aunt (who owns a century 21 real estate place) needs an office person/personal assistant/nanny/tutor/thing. and my friend mentioned me and basically said if I want it we can make it happen.
2- a bakery across the street from my current job wants me to bake for them. I tried to explain to them that I don't have a ton of experience but they didn't seem to care. So I'm calling on Sunday to talk to some man named Dean to figure out a meeting. I'll probably at least think about this as a supplement to my current job. (I could really use some extra cash to be saving for a move if that is what is really happening.)

can you tell I'm starting to freak out?

Rejection letter

Well, I received a very gracious and courteous rejection letter from CCU the other day. Sure, I was disappointed but they were so nice about the whole thing I couldn't help but be okay.

sleeping patterns

So, I just bought a big bed for myself. Kind of a silly purchase for a single person, I realize. But I've been wanting it for over a year now and have been saving for it for some time. It is wonderful. But I've noticed since it's been put together and I've been sleeping in it that I've been having the strangest dreams.
Dreams by nature are incredibly weird, I think. How on earth does my brain put such strange circumstances together and link them all up? I applied for a job in Colorado last week and a few days ago I had a dream about the whole process.
In my dream I was at the job site Colorado Christian University for an interview. All was going well and then they wanted to see me interact with high school students so I took a monrail, yes like at Disneyland, to the high school. What? a monorail? Yet in my dream it made perfect sense. uh, okay.

I've continued to flip flop on major decisions ahead of me. I keep thinking that I've got plenty of time to decide about going to school or not going to school, what kind of job to look for, moving or not moving, etc etc. But the truth is it's already the 16th of February. Time ticks away faster than I'd like to imagine. But I've come to the conclusion that I'm going loosen my grip on time, money, fear and the future and tighten my grip on Jesus. I think that's the best plan. don't you?

can't seem to get my eyes closed

Well, it has been a wonderful vacation so far. I've had a busy couple of days and I'll probably talk about it at a later time when I've processed all that has happened in my heart and mind. God is so good.
I'm sitting at the Cosby's "abarnment" on their couch watching Milo's tail twitch from between the curtains as I try to get myself to become sleepy. I'm pretty sure that I had too much tea at the Capp's place and have caffeine racing through my blood stream. Well, what can you do, right? I think it might also be that I'm frantically trying to slow my thoughts down. either way I can't seem to sleep.

I think that the time in our blog relationship for me to tell you a little something about someone from my past. no, it's probably not what you're thinking. (unless you're Cory.) I had an imaginary pet llama as a child. Now, I was incredibly strange and imaginative child, I realize this. My llama had no name it was just "llama." It would travel everywhere we went as a family. He would run along the back of our minivan whether we were on the freeway or city streets. it didn't really matter becausehe was always there. But the really great part is that I /made my mom park in the shade. I'm sure it was because I didn't want my llama to get hot while we were inside the air conditioned store. Nevermind the fact that the poor animal was racing 65 mph down the freeway we HAD to park in the shade. My llama soon left and went to go live on a llama farm or where ever good imaginary pet llamas go after their master has decided to be done with imaginary pets. But my freshman year of college my mom sent me a postcard with a llama sticking it's head out of a minivan and all that it said on the back of the postcard was "look who we found hanging around the house looking for you"

My mom is classic.

Weekend Trips

There are few things I like more these days then getting to take a weekend trip. Change of scenery, change of pace, in my case cleaner air, different faces, smells, essentially just different. I like that.
I'm driving north this evening. I'm taking a couple of days off of work (Lord knows I need it) and going to spend the weekend with my friends at Calvin Crest and then I get to spend about 24 hours at my parent's house. I'm really looking forward to my visit at both destinations.