I've got a serious case of apathy these days. I don't know why, but I'm not motivated to finish any project. And while that's bad at home, it's horrible at work.
Since my treadmill bit the dust, I got up early to do yoga and run outside. In the freezing drizzle. I think I have frostbite on my cheeks. Thankfully I had a massage this morning, so not only did I get warm, I got really relaxed. I did manage to stay awake through multiple meetings, but I feel like I accomplished nothing today.
Tonight I started cleaning out my home office. I got about halfway finished before I gave up and quit.
Some much to do. So little motivation.
Three more days of work before nine days of vacation. Hooray!
Oh, and I registered for the big Siloam Turkey Trot 5K at 8 am this Saturday. Yeah, I'm not ready, but I figure there won't be many people around to witness my humiliation. I have no idea what possessed me to do that. But I've got four of the seven pounds off I wanted to lose before next week.
Showing posts with label Siloam Springs. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
The Boston Garden
Quite coincidentally, one of my leadership classmates from Siloam was in Beantown on business this week, so we met for fish and chips at a Boston pub. We watched part of the Celtics game, then walked by the Garden, and that made me kind of sad, because my dad was a huge Celtics fan, but never got to see them play in person.
One thing I've discovered in loss is that it's not the moments you expect to be sad that get you, like Christmases and birthdays, but it's the days like the random Wednesday you happen to be 1,400 miles away from home and walk by Larry Bird's bronzed shoes when the sadness comes.
I really wish my dad had been with me tonight, to watch the fans stream out of the Garden after the victory, to eat a canoli in the North End, and to experience beautiful Boston.
One thing I've discovered in loss is that it's not the moments you expect to be sad that get you, like Christmases and birthdays, but it's the days like the random Wednesday you happen to be 1,400 miles away from home and walk by Larry Bird's bronzed shoes when the sadness comes.
I really wish my dad had been with me tonight, to watch the fans stream out of the Garden after the victory, to eat a canoli in the North End, and to experience beautiful Boston.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sugar... oh, honey, honey
Taylor and Chance have planned for months to spend Spring Break with me. So I went to the world's largest retailer after church on Sunday to procure $75 of sugary snacks.
Since I'm working from home this week I discovered that my home office is way too close to the kitchen. I spent Monday afternoon chowing on cookies and Doritos and chugging Diet Coke. Taylor got a better offer last night to spend a few days with some friends in Branson, so the boys decided not to come to Siloam. I got stuck with fattening snacks.
Thankfully I had a luncheon in the Fort today, so I loaded up the honey buns, spaghettios, chocolate chip cakes, reece's puffs, ranch Doritos, trix and code red mountain dew and took them to Brad's. An empty pantry equals an easy diet.
Tomorrow is day two of working from home, but without the distracting snacks.
The most exciting part of my day? I found an awesome pink polka dot ironing board cover at JT Maxx. Every chick needs one of those, right?
Since I'm working from home this week I discovered that my home office is way too close to the kitchen. I spent Monday afternoon chowing on cookies and Doritos and chugging Diet Coke. Taylor got a better offer last night to spend a few days with some friends in Branson, so the boys decided not to come to Siloam. I got stuck with fattening snacks.
Thankfully I had a luncheon in the Fort today, so I loaded up the honey buns, spaghettios, chocolate chip cakes, reece's puffs, ranch Doritos, trix and code red mountain dew and took them to Brad's. An empty pantry equals an easy diet.
Tomorrow is day two of working from home, but without the distracting snacks.
The most exciting part of my day? I found an awesome pink polka dot ironing board cover at JT Maxx. Every chick needs one of those, right?
Friday, September 12, 2008
Friday preview
Wow. I just realized I haven't updated you all on the exciting happenings of my life.
There is much to say but little to share, so for now, please review what I've learned this week:
1. There are many, many people in the world who are less fortunate than me. Many of them live nearby.
2. It is 36 miles from Siloam Springs to Rogers. The distance increases exponentially when you've driven it five times in six days.
3. No matter how old they get, boys are still really, really hard to figure out. Anyone have a manual I can borrow?
4. Most people talk a lot and say very little worth remembering (i.e., this post).
5. Exercise may get easier in time, but it never gets enjoyable.
6. Sometimes life gives you lemons. Sometimes life gives lemons to your friends. And a lot of times life just isn't fair.
7. Girls who love football are destined to date men who don't. What a waste.
8. Chick-fil-A never gets old.
Guess that's all my wisdom for now. I'm off to Rogers (again) to have dinner with Kelly and Amanda to celebrate Kel's birthday. It was yesterday, but given all the sadness of 9/11, we picked today to party.
There is much to say but little to share, so for now, please review what I've learned this week:
1. There are many, many people in the world who are less fortunate than me. Many of them live nearby.
2. It is 36 miles from Siloam Springs to Rogers. The distance increases exponentially when you've driven it five times in six days.
3. No matter how old they get, boys are still really, really hard to figure out. Anyone have a manual I can borrow?
4. Most people talk a lot and say very little worth remembering (i.e., this post).
5. Exercise may get easier in time, but it never gets enjoyable.
6. Sometimes life gives you lemons. Sometimes life gives lemons to your friends. And a lot of times life just isn't fair.
7. Girls who love football are destined to date men who don't. What a waste.
8. Chick-fil-A never gets old.
Guess that's all my wisdom for now. I'm off to Rogers (again) to have dinner with Kelly and Amanda to celebrate Kel's birthday. It was yesterday, but given all the sadness of 9/11, we picked today to party.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Sweet home Siloam
Even though I was sad to leave Chicago, it's really good to be home. Wow... that was the first time I've thought of Siloam as home. Major milestone.
We didn't do much today except pack, ride to the airport, eat lunch, fly, and drive home. Granted, we rode to the airport in a Town Car (which I highly recommend) and ate at Macaroni Grill, but still, it wasn't too eventful.
Now I'm doing laundry and thinking about all of the stuff I need to do at work. I'm actually excited to get back to my to-do list, even if I'm no longer in the Windy City.
At least I have my memories. Here are a few pics to share.
The Wrigley Building
Opera House
Lindsay, Chris and me, during the fireworks over Lake Michigan
Once again I left Chicago without a visit to Wrigley Field, but maybe next time. We had a fabulous trip! Check out all of the pics if you're bored. I know you are, 'cause you're reading this blog.
Side note: I'm thinking about buying an apartment in the new Trump Tower in downtown Chicago. A studio goes for a mere $800K.
We didn't do much today except pack, ride to the airport, eat lunch, fly, and drive home. Granted, we rode to the airport in a Town Car (which I highly recommend) and ate at Macaroni Grill, but still, it wasn't too eventful.
Now I'm doing laundry and thinking about all of the stuff I need to do at work. I'm actually excited to get back to my to-do list, even if I'm no longer in the Windy City.
At least I have my memories. Here are a few pics to share.
The Wrigley Building
Opera House
Lindsay, Chris and me, during the fireworks over Lake Michigan
Once again I left Chicago without a visit to Wrigley Field, but maybe next time. We had a fabulous trip! Check out all of the pics if you're bored. I know you are, 'cause you're reading this blog.
Side note: I'm thinking about buying an apartment in the new Trump Tower in downtown Chicago. A studio goes for a mere $800K.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Pomp and circumstance
There are two songs that always make me cry: "Pomp and Circumstance" and "The Star Spangled Banner." Play them in succession, and I can't stop the tears. Play them in succession and in conjunction with a big American flag and a gym full of adults who finished college degrees while working full time and taking care of their families, and I'm toast.
This is how I ruined my mascara this morning.
I'm officially tired. I'm not sure if it's the stress from work, allergies, or traveling so much (probably a combination of all of those things), but I'm just weary. I feel exhausted and lethargic.
Thankfully I was in Fayetteville when the alleged tornado hit Siloam today. All is well with me and my possessions.
There you go, Dad. I finally updated my blog.
This is how I ruined my mascara this morning.
I'm officially tired. I'm not sure if it's the stress from work, allergies, or traveling so much (probably a combination of all of those things), but I'm just weary. I feel exhausted and lethargic.
Thankfully I was in Fayetteville when the alleged tornado hit Siloam today. All is well with me and my possessions.
There you go, Dad. I finally updated my blog.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Straight-line winds
This morning, I was awakened at 4:12 a.m. by tornado sirens. I turned on the TV to the local news, turned up the volume, and grabbed my pillow and blanket to lay in the floor of my guest bath. I prayed for safety while I was in there, and was grateful when I woke up again at 6:30 to discover no damage at my house.
When I turned the TV back on, I heard the local weather guy say that Siloam Springs had some major damage. I drove to work, seeing little damage in town. However, when I got to my office, this is what I saw.
That is, literally, my office under that tree. Thank goodness I wasn't here. Granted, I seldom work at 4 a.m., but good grief, that would have scared the you-know-what out of me.
When I turned the TV back on, I heard the local weather guy say that Siloam Springs had some major damage. I drove to work, seeing little damage in town. However, when I got to my office, this is what I saw.
That is, literally, my office under that tree. Thank goodness I wasn't here. Granted, I seldom work at 4 a.m., but good grief, that would have scared the you-know-what out of me.
Friday, April 4, 2008
The road to here
Yesterday I met my friend Matt for lunch in Springdale. I've known him for years; he was a student worker in our office at Tech when he was a freshman, and he was always one of my favorites. After college he married Angela, who was working for my former boss Dr. R, and now they have three beautiful children. But I digress.
After Matt and Angela got married, he moved to Siloam to work on a ministry degree, which led to a job, which led to everyone at JBU thinking he was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
So when I interviewed for my current job and told my new boss, who happens to be Matt's former boss, that I knew Matt, the job was mine.
Granted, I had the skills and experience they were looking for and also had the endorsement of two other well-respected folks on campus (thank you, Susan and Ashley), but this was definitely a who-you-know situation. And I blame Matt for it, as I told him yesterday.
I've thought a lot lately about the road that led me here. I've always been an "everything happens for a reason" kinda gal, so I do try to take the bad times for what they are, an opportunity to learn and grow. But it's truly astounding to me how God used all of the time in my life, even the time when I was furtherest from His will, to prepare me for this job. I met Matt at Tech, I met Ashley and Susan at UAFS, and Dr R left Conway, so here I am. In an amazing place with a great job and an opportunity to continue my spiritual journey by integrating my faith in my work.
It's no secret that the Apostle Paul is my spiritual hero, and he was the poster child of God using someone's questionable past for His glory.
He does truly use ALL things--even the things that we shouldn't do--for His good. That doesn't mean that He condones the sin or living out of His will, but He can take all of the screw-ups, willful disobedience, and times of sinfulness and make something good out of it. He is sovereign, and He is in control.
After Matt and Angela got married, he moved to Siloam to work on a ministry degree, which led to a job, which led to everyone at JBU thinking he was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
So when I interviewed for my current job and told my new boss, who happens to be Matt's former boss, that I knew Matt, the job was mine.
Granted, I had the skills and experience they were looking for and also had the endorsement of two other well-respected folks on campus (thank you, Susan and Ashley), but this was definitely a who-you-know situation. And I blame Matt for it, as I told him yesterday.
I've thought a lot lately about the road that led me here. I've always been an "everything happens for a reason" kinda gal, so I do try to take the bad times for what they are, an opportunity to learn and grow. But it's truly astounding to me how God used all of the time in my life, even the time when I was furtherest from His will, to prepare me for this job. I met Matt at Tech, I met Ashley and Susan at UAFS, and Dr R left Conway, so here I am. In an amazing place with a great job and an opportunity to continue my spiritual journey by integrating my faith in my work.
It's no secret that the Apostle Paul is my spiritual hero, and he was the poster child of God using someone's questionable past for His glory.
He does truly use ALL things--even the things that we shouldn't do--for His good. That doesn't mean that He condones the sin or living out of His will, but He can take all of the screw-ups, willful disobedience, and times of sinfulness and make something good out of it. He is sovereign, and He is in control.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Evening update
Just got back from a trip to Maumelle/Conway/Maumelle/Little Rock/North Little Rock. I met Joe at his place, and we had an awesome meal at Michelangelo's. We started with a cheese pizza, which had Gorgonzola on it and was fantastic, then I had some great shrimp pasta, and we shared a tirimasu for dessert. Yum!
After dinner I stopped at the Hester Zoo to see Lon, Jen, Huey, Dewie and Louie. Those boys are always so thrilled to see me {sense the sarcasm}. Peyton says repeatedly "Hi, fart blossom" and "Bye, fart blossom" every time I arrive and leave. Jen suggested I write, "I stopped to see the coolest family I know." So there ya go.
Now I'm back in the ol' hotel, waiting on the snow. It's supposed to snow 4-6" in Siloam. Wonder if I can get home tomorrow.
After dinner I stopped at the Hester Zoo to see Lon, Jen, Huey, Dewie and Louie. Those boys are always so thrilled to see me {sense the sarcasm}. Peyton says repeatedly "Hi, fart blossom" and "Bye, fart blossom" every time I arrive and leave. Jen suggested I write, "I stopped to see the coolest family I know." So there ya go.
Now I'm back in the ol' hotel, waiting on the snow. It's supposed to snow 4-6" in Siloam. Wonder if I can get home tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Shalom, Siloam
When I was a kid, I came to Siloam Springs every summer for church camp. For nine years in a row, we'd drive up crooked highway 59 and spend a week eating bad food, pulling pranks, and learning about God. It was in this town that I accepted Christ, so it seems only fitting that I'm back here.
One of the things I remember vividly about church camp was the "mountaintop" feeling you had when you came home. After a week of fellowship with other believers, of twice-daily church, Bible study, devotionals, and constant prayer, it was hard to come back home to reality. So the enthusiasm waned as the weeks wore on and "real life" started again.
My grandmother asked me last week what my job was like, and I've been trying to figure out an answer to that question since. It occurred to me today that my job is like trying to work at church camp. The advantage of chapel, prayer and spirituality integrated into your workday coupled with the challenge of achieving goals, personnel issues, and boring meetings.
Oh, the meetings. Today I attended the most boring meeting in the history of the universe. And I was on a committee in Fort Smith called the "business continuity committee" where we talked about how to continue processes in the event of natural disasters. Today was worse. Faculty salary scales and steps and years in rank and percentages of base... I'm surprised my head didn't explode.
Am I too old to go back to church camp? It's just down the street!
One of the things I remember vividly about church camp was the "mountaintop" feeling you had when you came home. After a week of fellowship with other believers, of twice-daily church, Bible study, devotionals, and constant prayer, it was hard to come back home to reality. So the enthusiasm waned as the weeks wore on and "real life" started again.
My grandmother asked me last week what my job was like, and I've been trying to figure out an answer to that question since. It occurred to me today that my job is like trying to work at church camp. The advantage of chapel, prayer and spirituality integrated into your workday coupled with the challenge of achieving goals, personnel issues, and boring meetings.
Oh, the meetings. Today I attended the most boring meeting in the history of the universe. And I was on a committee in Fort Smith called the "business continuity committee" where we talked about how to continue processes in the event of natural disasters. Today was worse. Faculty salary scales and steps and years in rank and percentages of base... I'm surprised my head didn't explode.
Am I too old to go back to church camp? It's just down the street!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Next come the locusts
Things were just going SO well... I guess I was due a bad day.
This morning at 8 a.m. I had my first meeting on campus since my interview. I'm so excited about the new job; I know it's going to be challenging, but that motivates me. Interesting how the sugar coat melts off once you've signed a contract. We were talking today about some new markets we're trying to penetrate, and my boss says, "That's why we hired you. For your vast marketing knowledge." I didn't know whether to be flattered or insulted. When someone says you have "vast knowledge," is that code for "you're really, really old" ?
During my meeting and subsequent visit to the new office, where they were setting up all my brand-new computer equipment, my lips started feeling weird. Yep... TWO fever blisters... one on each lip. My face started swelling and turning red this afternoon. I had plans with Amanda tonight that I canceled due to my skin abnormality. Sorry, Nanner, but I'd bet you wouldn't have wanted to be seen with me, anyway. Check out these lips:
In addition to my bout of leprosy, I had several plumbing issues this afternoon. My landlord came over to fix the problem with my washing machine (a drain wasn't drilled for the washer when the house was built). So, after it was fixed, I washed my first load of laundry without incident. When I tried to dry the load, however, my house became like a sauna and all the windows fogged up. Evidently my dryer vent came undone. And I couldn't get behind the dryer to fix it.
The landlord had to call a plumber to fix my shower problem (remember this morning's report, that I had no cold water in either shower). Plumber fixed the problem. And luckily landlord and sidekick showed back up to see if I needed anything else, and they reattached my dryer vent.
So all is well with the new casa except it's full of boxes still. But I'm making progress.
And this afternoon I made the first of what I'm sure will be many trips to the Siloam Springs Wal-Mart. Since my bank doesn't have a branch in town, I opened up a new checking account at Arvest Bank last week. I decided the Waltons might as well hold onto my money until I give it back to them at Wal-Mart or Sam's. Cut out the middle man that way.
Yes, I am a dork. So I took some pics of my new hometown this afternoon. Here's one of the downtown park (check out the frozen fountain... it was snowing this morning when I went to the office). Isn't it beautiful?
I love the downtown area. So quaint and Main Street USA.
Say a prayer for Lon, Jen, Memaw and Peep. They're driving all night from Gainesville to Houston. Safe travels!
This morning at 8 a.m. I had my first meeting on campus since my interview. I'm so excited about the new job; I know it's going to be challenging, but that motivates me. Interesting how the sugar coat melts off once you've signed a contract. We were talking today about some new markets we're trying to penetrate, and my boss says, "That's why we hired you. For your vast marketing knowledge." I didn't know whether to be flattered or insulted. When someone says you have "vast knowledge," is that code for "you're really, really old" ?
During my meeting and subsequent visit to the new office, where they were setting up all my brand-new computer equipment, my lips started feeling weird. Yep... TWO fever blisters... one on each lip. My face started swelling and turning red this afternoon. I had plans with Amanda tonight that I canceled due to my skin abnormality. Sorry, Nanner, but I'd bet you wouldn't have wanted to be seen with me, anyway. Check out these lips:
In addition to my bout of leprosy, I had several plumbing issues this afternoon. My landlord came over to fix the problem with my washing machine (a drain wasn't drilled for the washer when the house was built). So, after it was fixed, I washed my first load of laundry without incident. When I tried to dry the load, however, my house became like a sauna and all the windows fogged up. Evidently my dryer vent came undone. And I couldn't get behind the dryer to fix it.
The landlord had to call a plumber to fix my shower problem (remember this morning's report, that I had no cold water in either shower). Plumber fixed the problem. And luckily landlord and sidekick showed back up to see if I needed anything else, and they reattached my dryer vent.
So all is well with the new casa except it's full of boxes still. But I'm making progress.
And this afternoon I made the first of what I'm sure will be many trips to the Siloam Springs Wal-Mart. Since my bank doesn't have a branch in town, I opened up a new checking account at Arvest Bank last week. I decided the Waltons might as well hold onto my money until I give it back to them at Wal-Mart or Sam's. Cut out the middle man that way.
Yes, I am a dork. So I took some pics of my new hometown this afternoon. Here's one of the downtown park (check out the frozen fountain... it was snowing this morning when I went to the office). Isn't it beautiful?
I love the downtown area. So quaint and Main Street USA.
Say a prayer for Lon, Jen, Memaw and Peep. They're driving all night from Gainesville to Houston. Safe travels!
Happy birthday, Alisa!
Birthday wishes go out to one of my closest friends, who celebrates her 40th natal anniversary today. Have a great day, Monica!I'm currently looking for warm clothes to wear to my 8 a.m. meeting. Unfortunately all I've unpacked is t-shirts and summer clothes. It's 12 degrees in Siloam this morning. Brrrr.
Lon and Jen are in Gainesville today, I think, with plans to drive all night to get to Houston by tomorrow morning. Safe travels and enjoy the warm weather!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Ice, ice baby
My first night in Siloam Springs was quite uneventful. I went to bed before 8 p.m. and slept like a baby. This morning I had an e-mail from my new boss, checking to make sure that I was safe since there was evidently some icy weather last night. Who knew? Certainly not me in my nice little cocoon.
I ventured out this morning for a latte and to get my utilities switched over. Then I headed to Fayetteville for a bit of shopping.
I'm always amazed by the good news/bad news parallels of life. Yesterday when I picked up the keys to the house I was informed that my landlord did not, in fact, put a refrigerator in the house. So not only was I going to have to purchase a washer and dryer, but also a refrigerator. And while I have been mentally spending my higher salary on flat screen televisions and iPod accessories, nowhere in the realm of my daydreams did I want to buy a fridge or laundry appliances. I liken those things to buying tires... necessary but no fun.
So I was in a decidedly bad mood when I started shopping for my fun purchases. Turned out to be my lucky day. Because even though I had to drop $700 on a washer and dryer, I found a used fridge for $120. And it perfectly matches the rest of my kitchen appliances... same color, same brand. Granted, it has a huge scratch on the side, a dent in the front, and is not a pretty stainless steel side by side, but for $1,400 savings, I'll deal with it. I figure it can be scratched and dented like the rest of the furniture in my house. The sales guy showed me some new, beautiful red front-load washer and dryers, but my attitude is, if it's going to be hidden, who cares how hot it looks? The plain white set does the same work for a lot less money.
Hey... I'm frugal. Who knew? But I'm still down almost $850 today. Ouch.
Tomorrow my cable and internet gets installed, so that's good news. I hope to manage to be productive after that. For now I'm stealing the neighbor's Internet. Hooray for no passwords!
Oh, and I talked to Memaw today and they were on the beach in shorts. It was 19 degrees in Siloam at the time. That did NOT make me happy.
I ventured out this morning for a latte and to get my utilities switched over. Then I headed to Fayetteville for a bit of shopping.
I'm always amazed by the good news/bad news parallels of life. Yesterday when I picked up the keys to the house I was informed that my landlord did not, in fact, put a refrigerator in the house. So not only was I going to have to purchase a washer and dryer, but also a refrigerator. And while I have been mentally spending my higher salary on flat screen televisions and iPod accessories, nowhere in the realm of my daydreams did I want to buy a fridge or laundry appliances. I liken those things to buying tires... necessary but no fun.
So I was in a decidedly bad mood when I started shopping for my fun purchases. Turned out to be my lucky day. Because even though I had to drop $700 on a washer and dryer, I found a used fridge for $120. And it perfectly matches the rest of my kitchen appliances... same color, same brand. Granted, it has a huge scratch on the side, a dent in the front, and is not a pretty stainless steel side by side, but for $1,400 savings, I'll deal with it. I figure it can be scratched and dented like the rest of the furniture in my house. The sales guy showed me some new, beautiful red front-load washer and dryers, but my attitude is, if it's going to be hidden, who cares how hot it looks? The plain white set does the same work for a lot less money.
Hey... I'm frugal. Who knew? But I'm still down almost $850 today. Ouch.
Tomorrow my cable and internet gets installed, so that's good news. I hope to manage to be productive after that. For now I'm stealing the neighbor's Internet. Hooray for no passwords!
Oh, and I talked to Memaw today and they were on the beach in shorts. It was 19 degrees in Siloam at the time. That did NOT make me happy.
Monday, January 21, 2008
What a day!
So much for grand plans. As reported earlier, I've been awake since 4:30 this morning. Movers showed up at 8:30. It took almost 5 hours to load the truck. My original plan was to head to Alisa's this afternoon, enjoy a leisurely dinner, then head to Siloam tomorrow to sign my lease and wait for the movers. I found out this a.m. that they were delivering my furniture at 8 o'clock tomorrow. So I called Amanda and made plans for PF Chang's and crashing on her couch.
What happened? Moving guys got the chance for another job if they could be in Chicago by tomorrow night. So they delivered my furniture tonight. I moved across the state in one day. And I'm exhausted. All I unpacked were sheets and pajamas. I christened the garden tub, and now I'm in bed. I'm even too tired to eat... that never happens!
It's friggin freezing here, too. Lon and Jen are on their way to sunny Florida, lucky dogs.
What happened? Moving guys got the chance for another job if they could be in Chicago by tomorrow night. So they delivered my furniture tonight. I moved across the state in one day. And I'm exhausted. All I unpacked were sheets and pajamas. I christened the garden tub, and now I'm in bed. I'm even too tired to eat... that never happens!
It's friggin freezing here, too. Lon and Jen are on their way to sunny Florida, lucky dogs.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Tired, sore and sleepy
I'm officially pooped. For some reason I couldn't sleep last night, so I finally got up at 1:30 a.m. and started packing. I finally went back to sleep around 4 a.m., then got up again at 7:30. I made several fruitless attempts to nap this morning to no avail.
Joe picked me up and we ate lunch at Michelangelo's. It was amazing! I had bruschetta, some kind of pasta I couldn't pronounce and my favorite dessert, tiramasu. Unfortunately the waiter spilled iced tea down Joe's back and on the front of his jeans before the appetizers, but he was a good sport about it. And the poor guy felt very bad.
After a trip to Lowe's for about the fifth day in a row, I came home and napped during most of the Pats game. Then I spent the whole Packers/Giants game, including overtime, packing. I'm so sick of packing! The last day is the worst... that's when you get down to the stuff that won't fit in boxes or doesn't really fit into any category. That's when you start labeling boxes "bunch of crap." Thankfully I'm finally finished and ready for the movers to get here at 8 a.m. Ugh.
The good news is that they're delivering my furniture on Tuesday, which gives me the rest of the week to get settled before starting work on Monday. The bad news is that, should they schedule the delivery as early as the pick-up, I'll have a logistical nightmare. I was supposed to spend tomorrow night at Mount Nebo, but if I have to be in Siloam by 8 a.m. on Tuesday, that's just not happening. Of course, I hate to drop 80 bucks on a hotel room, but I don't think I can handle getting up at 5 a.m. and driving on Tuesday morning. Decisions, decisions.
I'm going to bed. No actually, I'm going to couch since the bed has been stripped and packed. Can't wait for a normal life again!
Speaking of, I haven't scheduled my cable/internet installation yet, so this may be my last post for a few days. Have a great week, everyone!
Oh, and can you believe the G-men are in the Super Bowl? Guess Eli's unstoppable after all. At least 'til he meets the Patriots.
Joe picked me up and we ate lunch at Michelangelo's. It was amazing! I had bruschetta, some kind of pasta I couldn't pronounce and my favorite dessert, tiramasu. Unfortunately the waiter spilled iced tea down Joe's back and on the front of his jeans before the appetizers, but he was a good sport about it. And the poor guy felt very bad.
After a trip to Lowe's for about the fifth day in a row, I came home and napped during most of the Pats game. Then I spent the whole Packers/Giants game, including overtime, packing. I'm so sick of packing! The last day is the worst... that's when you get down to the stuff that won't fit in boxes or doesn't really fit into any category. That's when you start labeling boxes "bunch of crap." Thankfully I'm finally finished and ready for the movers to get here at 8 a.m. Ugh.
The good news is that they're delivering my furniture on Tuesday, which gives me the rest of the week to get settled before starting work on Monday. The bad news is that, should they schedule the delivery as early as the pick-up, I'll have a logistical nightmare. I was supposed to spend tomorrow night at Mount Nebo, but if I have to be in Siloam by 8 a.m. on Tuesday, that's just not happening. Of course, I hate to drop 80 bucks on a hotel room, but I don't think I can handle getting up at 5 a.m. and driving on Tuesday morning. Decisions, decisions.
I'm going to bed. No actually, I'm going to couch since the bed has been stripped and packed. Can't wait for a normal life again!
Speaking of, I haven't scheduled my cable/internet installation yet, so this may be my last post for a few days. Have a great week, everyone!
Oh, and can you believe the G-men are in the Super Bowl? Guess Eli's unstoppable after all. At least 'til he meets the Patriots.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Hump day
7 days of work
12 days 'til move
I'm officially in countdown mode and it's starting to stress me out. I go to bed and wake up thinking about packing. I don't want to buy any more groceries because there's a gap between when the movers pick up my stuff and when they deliver (could be as many as five days), so I'm trying to eat everything in my fridge and freezer. In a couple of days I'll be down to asparagus, pudding and ketchup for dinner.
The good news is that the packing/purging is going unbelievably well. I gave myself tonight and tomorrow night to finish the garage sale pricing, and I finished at 6:30 this evening. Weird. I'm convinced that God really wants me in Siloam Springs. That's the only explanation for why I seem to be extremely motivated, organized, and speedy. Hey, if He can feed the 5,000 with five loaves and two fish, I know He condense my boxes from 50 to 20.
I'm crossing things off my list at work, too. By next week I should be playing 500 games of Free Cell a day instead of my usual 150.
Today I went to the mailbox and got my reimbursement check for driving to Siloam to find a place to live. Yep, I could get used to this.
12 days 'til move
I'm officially in countdown mode and it's starting to stress me out. I go to bed and wake up thinking about packing. I don't want to buy any more groceries because there's a gap between when the movers pick up my stuff and when they deliver (could be as many as five days), so I'm trying to eat everything in my fridge and freezer. In a couple of days I'll be down to asparagus, pudding and ketchup for dinner.
The good news is that the packing/purging is going unbelievably well. I gave myself tonight and tomorrow night to finish the garage sale pricing, and I finished at 6:30 this evening. Weird. I'm convinced that God really wants me in Siloam Springs. That's the only explanation for why I seem to be extremely motivated, organized, and speedy. Hey, if He can feed the 5,000 with five loaves and two fish, I know He condense my boxes from 50 to 20.
I'm crossing things off my list at work, too. By next week I should be playing 500 games of Free Cell a day instead of my usual 150.
Today I went to the mailbox and got my reimbursement check for driving to Siloam to find a place to live. Yep, I could get used to this.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Home SWEET Home
Ashley and I headed to Siloam yesterday morning to look for a new casa. After a brief foray into a scary neighborhood, we found a really great house on our third stop. It's brand new... there aren't even door knobs yet. So I'll sign a 12-month lease with option to buy. And the weird part is that it's in Patriot Park subdivision, where the first street is Freedom Drive (the name of the street where I live now). The new house is actually on Courage Street, but still... isn't that a weird coincidence?
I absolutely love the new place... 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms (the master has a garden tub), huge walk-in closet in the master bath, 2-car garage, beautiful fixtures and cabinetry, and the living room is huge with tall ceilings and has a fireplace and mantle. The yard needs some curb appeal, but it's a great place. I can't wait to move!
Tomorrow I'll start packing boxes. I can't believe I have to do that again.
By the way, I drove home from the Fort this morning, and Amanda thought it would be cute to have Isaac call me and say, in his sweet two-year-old voice, "I miss you. Please come back." I nearly started crying!
I absolutely love the new place... 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms (the master has a garden tub), huge walk-in closet in the master bath, 2-car garage, beautiful fixtures and cabinetry, and the living room is huge with tall ceilings and has a fireplace and mantle. The yard needs some curb appeal, but it's a great place. I can't wait to move!
Tomorrow I'll start packing boxes. I can't believe I have to do that again.
By the way, I drove home from the Fort this morning, and Amanda thought it would be cute to have Isaac call me and say, in his sweet two-year-old voice, "I miss you. Please come back." I nearly started crying!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Spinach, pickles, wine and peaches
I'm happily ensconced in my (very nice) hotel in Siloam Springs. My dad guessed my trip time to be about five hours. I said less than three. Took two hours and 45 minutes, including a Taco Bell stop in Alma. It was a boring trip, but thankfully my pal Brent talked to me for about 45 minutes, and I made a couple of new CDs today to listen to.
And after leaving my town, known for Toad Suck park, I realized that I'd traveled through the pickle, peach, wine and spinach capitols of Arkansas in just over an hour.
I start interviews at 9 a.m. tomorrow and end around 4 p.m. What a marathon! But they're continuing to impress me with their hospitality. My room is so very nice... the bed is yummy... and someone from the university called to welcome me to Siloam. Nice touch.
And since I'm such a big dork, here are a few pics of the hotel room. Including that amazing bed.
The bathroom
And the LOVELY view
And after leaving my town, known for Toad Suck park, I realized that I'd traveled through the pickle, peach, wine and spinach capitols of Arkansas in just over an hour.
I start interviews at 9 a.m. tomorrow and end around 4 p.m. What a marathon! But they're continuing to impress me with their hospitality. My room is so very nice... the bed is yummy... and someone from the university called to welcome me to Siloam. Nice touch.
And since I'm such a big dork, here are a few pics of the hotel room. Including that amazing bed.
The bathroom
And the LOVELY view
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