Some Musings on Excitements

I spent last night sitting up in an assisted living facility to keep watch on possible excitements that might arise from a certain room. With all the not-so-probable, though apparently highly possible, excitements around the Slakes home in the past two months, and especially in the past two or three nights, the excitements here seem as nothing. 

It is strange to me how, no matter how tired one was or should be, one comes to a point where sleep is no longer pressing. No, not a point necessarily where the tiredness falls away, but instead one at which it loses to whatever is at hand. 

A few nights ago I was sick. I will say it was a migraine... I have no other clue. It kept me up nearly the whole night. I thank God that I have the most wonderful man to call my fiancé. Forgoing his right to sleep, and forgetting his need and desire to, he was at my side providing everything I needed, often before it was needed. 

Sunday night, a few rascals decided it would be fun to abuse some drugs and cause mischief in my neighborhood. Their footprints entered and walked about, going to each mailbox and several garages. They then made their way into one of our vehicles and drove it off. Someone called when they robbed a grocery store later that night and we were awakened to realize our car was missing. And so "excitement" ensued. All were gotten from bed and questions asked and sleep broken. The car was found finally, and the troublemakers taken care of, but they had smashed it into snowbanks and treated it carelessly. 


Days before this, our black car was totaled. The stolen car had just been purchased to replace it. Now it will never drive like new again and insurance payments, from both incidents, are crazy.  

This coming weekend I will be driving with my family to Detroit for my great-grandma's funeral. As if there wasn't already enough going on, we needed to add more emotions... I believe she went to Jesus, but no matter what, it is hard to let go. I don't think I ha e fully realized her passing yet, but my mother and grandmother have... 

I wonder sometimes why bad luck, if you can call it that, seems to hit one place so hard, in so many places, all at once. I know that we are all human and all have free will, and therefore all make mistakes, but I guess I just expect that things will space themselves out. It feels like we have had enough drama to last all year if it were spread nicely. 

Praise God for the good favor that has also come in bunches since the beginning of the year... I am engaged to the most amazing man. My sister is engaged to the next most amazing man (I'm biased...). We were each gifted a vehicle. We were each given a job. God is good, and He is still blessing us.  

I wonder how they do it... People who don't believe. I wonder how they get along without being consumed by the "bad luck" that simply comes with living. I wonder if they can see the good things as blessings or if they are simply taken for granted. I know how easy it it to take them for granted and I know the Giver. How much easier if you did not?

I'm still sitting here with the client I was asked to spend the night with. I wonder if they know. The "bad luck" of life has hit them hard too and I can hardly blame them for their actions. I hope they know the Giver of good gifts. I hope they see that there is a positive side to things. 

It's 6:00am. My client is sitting up. Musings will hold until tomorrow. 

Too Much, Yet Too Little

I don't even know what to write. I try one things and I wonder why anyone would care to read it. 

Life is crazy. I'm engaged! So exciting. He is the most amazing man in the world and I am incredibly blessed. 

I am in America! It's so good to be back, but I do envy the Aussies their heat. 

I'm looking for a job, though that's only half true. I found a job I want, and I am trying my hardest to convince them that I would be a good fit. It's something I have been interested in for years and that I would love to do for a very long time. 

YATEC is done this time around. My small group was over just last night and drama ensued.

This one really great guy I was nearly engaged to came back and decided we can be friends again. It's good, but there's this fine line to walk between too close and completely cut off again. 

My sister is engaged! She has the second best guy in the world (: I'm so happy for them. We are getting married 6 weeks apart, so wedding planning is taking every free minute. Her wedding will be in October, mine in September, and there will be showers in June, July, and August. I tell you, it's wild. 

I guess I no longer know how to do this blogging thing. Somehow writing is always easier when things other than life are going on. Life does an amazing job at filling time and giving one absolutely no time to think of interesting things to write. 

So... I guess I'll leave it at that. Maybe I'll think of something better soon.