I am writing this as I sit alone in my one-bedroom apartment waiting for my dishes to soak a little in the sink. A car alarm is going off, driving me a little nutty. I am going to the gym later tonight after I finish cooking some bacon for a soup I am making for a fundraiser.
Basically, what the reader can conclude from these mundane events is this: I have a full-time job, an apartment, and a somewhat steady life.
This is the strangest situation I have been in yet.
For people who know me, or have read even a couple of these blog posts, I have not settled down for more then a couple of months at a time. Since I turned 18, I set off running. My list goes something like this: Cancun, Ukraine, Washington DC, Minnesota, Iowa, California, Wisconsin, Morocco, Ohio, Spain, Florida...you get the picture.
I graduated college and now I am settled, working 40 hours a week in a cubicle.
Every day in a cubicle.
It has taken some time to adjust and I still do not feel completely at ease with the quiet my life has moved to. It has instead made me restless for my next challenge.
My new challenge?
I pray that I do not grow stagnant, but get involved and enrich myself here. I am settling in a church and wishing to get connected and grow. I pray that God will open me up to new friends and experiences.
The car alarm stopped.
Hopefully the sanity will return.
:)
