Daily 5 - Day 180

Today's Daily 5:

1. Made it through the Monday - even though today was definitely one of those "really sore, my whole body hurts" kind of days.
2. Started a new audio book on the train, train, and bus it took to get to my Grandma's house after work
3. Bought paint so that I can start painting the room I'll be living in this coming weekend
4. The paint color my grandma picked out totally cracked me up.  It won't mean anything to most of you, because it's sort of thing between God and I, dating back to the trip two years ago that I've shared about this week, but the paint color is "Natural Almond"
5. Still made it home relatively early, despite a VERY lengthy paint buying errand.  In fact, I think that errand is going to be worthy of it's very own blog post sometime in the next few days.
6. Have been trading some emails with a dear friend over the last few days that I've deeply appreciated, and been encouraged by
7. And, since almonds are a theme, I'm still loving the Almond Joy bars I received in the mail last week :)  Savoring them actually...
8. Came home and my roommate had not only made a plate of dinner for me, but had packed my half of the extra left-overs for my lunch tomorrow.  Was so grateful to get home late and find food waiting.
9. Grandma actually washed down the walls in the room, giving me a free night this week.  I'd anticipated having to make another trip there to scrub the walls to get them ready for painting.
10. This article at the BBC made me so happy - they pulled a man alive from the rubble in Haiti today, after 28 days.  Talk about a miracle!

Twisted Sense of Humor

Okay, so it's a well known fact that my sense of humor is somewhat twisted, but is it bad that I find this hilariously funny?  I'd totally buy it as a gag gift for the right friend!

Rough Night, Start Again

It's Monday morning.  It's snowing, and quite windy, and the trip to work was cold.

It was a rough night, full of dreams.  Not entirely unexpected given the last several days of processing, or the ongoing thousand miles a minute state my mind is in thanks to all of the transitions around me, but still rough.

I warned my roommate this morning that I was going to be rude - that I'd had a really rough night, and that instead of chatting with her on the way to the bus, and on the bus to downtown the way I usually do, I was going to plug in my ipod immediately.  I needed to create that quiet space this morning - to just listen to scripture and worship music.  Time to think and pray and adjust my headspace a little from the place of frightening dreams, to a place of looking ahead towards the day.

And now, I'm sitting here, sipping tea, and facing the start of another incredibly busy week.  It will be busy at work, and busy at home.  Major work projects need to be out the door by the end of the week.  At home I'm car hunting, hopefully starting to paint, and packing. 

I can do this.

But I'm glad for that little bit of extra quiet space on the bus this morning.  It was needed.