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seekinghim! I hope you have a great day!
As an easy transition into my non-fiction Lent, I'm reading Two-Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle. It's the story of her marriage and I'm really enjoying it. (Her writing style reminds me ofamea- I'm not sure why.) The first few chapters are about her single life in NYC, and what a great life it was- you'd never have caught her working in a cubicle. She worked in the theatre and lived in a little apartment by herself with her piano, her writing, and her poodle. She wandered around the city and met all sorts of interesting people. I envy that kind of well-roundedness. Mostly I guess I'd like more variety. My job is always the same, my schedule is always the same, my life is always the same. Adulthood. Bleah.
Last night I didn't go to band practice, because a tire fell off of Evan's truck (the Thing) and I went to help him out. The Thing is falling apart at an alarming rate. Evan has procured another truck, a normal, driveable one, for free in exchange for helping with some other car repairs. He's going to take it apart and put a new engine, etc. in it, install new seats, and paint it, so it'll be a nice new truck when he's done. Unfortunately he's having trouble getting it so he can start working. I am praying for things to start moving soon, because I'm worried for his safety. Anyway, I'm more impressed every day with his mechanical skills. He claims he couldn't be an engineer because he hates math, but I think he'd have been wicked awesome.
Tonight I'm taking Yolanda to McDonald's after tutoring. That should be fun. Don't they have new salads there? I'd like to try one, but the combination of salad and McDonald's makes me nervous...seems like it has Failed Health Inspection written all over it.
When will Thursday be over so Friday can come? I can't wait for the weekend. The weather forecast is beautiful, and Evan is off Friday, Saturday, and Sunday! We're going to have a date since we haven't in a while. I want to do something creative, but all I can think of is going to the paint-your-own-ceramics place, and that's pretty expensive. Oh well. :)
seekinghim! I hope you have a great day!As an easy transition into my non-fiction Lent, I'm reading Two-Part Invention by Madeleine L'Engle. It's the story of her marriage and I'm really enjoying it. (Her writing style reminds me of
amea- I'm not sure why.) The first few chapters are about her single life in NYC, and what a great life it was- you'd never have caught her working in a cubicle. She worked in the theatre and lived in a little apartment by herself with her piano, her writing, and her poodle. She wandered around the city and met all sorts of interesting people. I envy that kind of well-roundedness. Mostly I guess I'd like more variety. My job is always the same, my schedule is always the same, my life is always the same. Adulthood. Bleah.Last night I didn't go to band practice, because a tire fell off of Evan's truck (the Thing) and I went to help him out. The Thing is falling apart at an alarming rate. Evan has procured another truck, a normal, driveable one, for free in exchange for helping with some other car repairs. He's going to take it apart and put a new engine, etc. in it, install new seats, and paint it, so it'll be a nice new truck when he's done. Unfortunately he's having trouble getting it so he can start working. I am praying for things to start moving soon, because I'm worried for his safety. Anyway, I'm more impressed every day with his mechanical skills. He claims he couldn't be an engineer because he hates math, but I think he'd have been wicked awesome.
Tonight I'm taking Yolanda to McDonald's after tutoring. That should be fun. Don't they have new salads there? I'd like to try one, but the combination of salad and McDonald's makes me nervous...seems like it has Failed Health Inspection written all over it.
When will Thursday be over so Friday can come? I can't wait for the weekend. The weather forecast is beautiful, and Evan is off Friday, Saturday, and Sunday! We're going to have a date since we haven't in a while. I want to do something creative, but all I can think of is going to the paint-your-own-ceramics place, and that's pretty expensive. Oh well. :)
