I went to the grocery in the wrong part of town last night. Half-way through produce I left my buggy and hurried out, putting into practice every personal defense strategy I knew...making eye contact, being very aware of my surroundings, etc. I've never been so glad to be in my car with the doors locked and the engine cranked. Live and learn.
Want to know how to make friends in a new church? Get in a fight Saturday night...go to sleep (out of pure exhaustion) without resolving said fight. Find yourself in church with this horrible nagging at your heart-only to remember the ugly, sinful way you acted the night before...post church, pre-Sunday school, attempt to settle said fight...only to continue bickering. Then go sit down together in the middle of the combined Sunday school class and try to hash it out while you act like everything's all good. It was all I could do not to burst into tears. We sat alone. I wonder why? Didn't resolve things until we were home. It was awful. We so do not have it together.
I spent an hour last night with my new neighbor. She told me all about her sweet husband who passed away thirteen years ago. She got teary, I cried. I was there over an hour. The Engineer panicked. He said I was gone so long he "forgot" where I'd gone.
The house is almost unpacked...I lack the master bedroom and the library/den, plus a massive haul up to the attic.
We'd hoped to replace our baby blue counters with something new. But, necessity calls in the form of a termite bond, plumbing, and roof work-and the counters, though swollen with water damage and seams that are peeling apart, still function. So smurf blue countertops it is! Embrace the love, baby.
Enjoy some randomness that is the here and now.