Today began with my sister waking me up about half an hour before they left for church. I'm still finding my footing being "home" but in a new town, house, situation, etc. I didn't feel like going with them to their church again - not that it's bad, but I want to be careful to not mistake being "settled" and being lazy. On the other hand, I don't enjoy going somewhere that I don't know a soul, or rather, I just wasn't up for it today. All that to say, I decided that a good middle-ground would be to stay home, and spend some real, quality time in my Bible and have Jesus and me time. When I finally got woken up enough to take in what I was reading and finished 1 Corinthians, and skipped over to Philippians. I also had some "Screwdriver Prayer" while washing the dishes. Good morning.
On another note, before moving here, I was on the phone with my sister/soon-to-be-landlady, and we were discussing our need to "get healthy" and work-out together. Susie is 5 months off of having a baby, and I am two months off of college cafeteria dining so needless to say, we're getting desperate. So after being here for nearly two weeks, we finally went on our first walk together. I didn't think we'd go that far, or walk that fast, but little did I know, my sister had far different ideas. She was pushing my 2 year old niece in the pram/stroller and I STILL had to work to keep up. My bro-in-law was playing soccer with men from the church, and Susie wanted to walk over and watch. Long story short, 2 1/2 hours, and (roughly) 10 km's later we made it home, having watched about 20 minutes of the game. All I have to say... is Ouch. It was good, but it was.... ouch. So with that, I am going to be a bum and watch "Hook" and go to bed. Happy blogging!
ps - I stumbled across a delightful blog of a homeschooling mother of 12. AHHH!!! Anyways... Susie and I read and laughed until we cried. Check her out!