Sunday, July 31, 2011


You may now call me....

Interesting day

As I was driving to church this morning, I saw a big, burley man riding a motorcycle in front of me. He looked like the kind of guy who beats people up in the movies, very large, very intimidating, and very rough. As we came up on a stop light, he stopped and put his feet on the ground. It was then that I noticed his shoes.
 Yup, he was wearing sketchers shape ups. It's good to know that women aren't the only ones worried about their figures.

After church I decided to hit the gym (Yay! Go me!). As I was using the weight machines, I started talking with a lady named Fern. We didn't talk for long, but we both left around the same time. When I left the gym, I stopped by Panera to grab some food. While waiting in line, I turned and Fern was in the line next to me! We excitedly said hello again, and asked how each others workout went. We then decided to stay and eat in the restaurant. It was very fun having such a random meeting, and having it turn into lunch plans. Fern has lived all over the country working for design companies. She is now designing her own line of hand bags that she hopes will be sold in stores such as Saks Fifth Avenue. If you ever happen to see a hand bag from the Charlotte James Collection, that would be a hand bag designed by Fern.

Now I am at home, studying for the GRE and packing for Utah (YAY!), waiting to get a call telling me whether or not I got a nannying position I've applied for. This job is absolutely amazing! I would be the nanny for an adorable 8 year old girl in Salt Lake City. I would get her up in the morning, make her breakfast and lunch, and then wait with her until the bus picks her up. Unless she is sick, comes home early, or has a day off of school, I will have 7:30 am - 4 pm to myself. At 4, the bus drops her off. I will make a snack, help her with her homework, and make her dinner. After her mother comes home (usually around 7 pm) I have the rest of the night to myself. I also have weekends off, unless the mother is on-call. I am so excited about this job! I have met the little girl over skype, and she seems very sweet, and very funny. I really hope I get it! I should be finding out in a couple hours. Wish me luck!!

Monday, July 11, 2011

Good things come to those who wait....hopefully...

My life can be summed up in one word - Waiting.
That's all I seem to be doing these days. Waiting for my ankle to heal so I can start running again. Waiting to move to Utah so I can find an apartment. Waiting to hear back from the numerous jobs I've applied for. Waiting for the next paycheck so I can add it to my furniture savings. Waiting to stop waiting and start doing. I'm ready to move on, and start a new chapter in my life, but before I do that, I have to wait a little longer.
This summer has been full of frustrations. But with those frustrations came a lot of opportunities to learn, mostly about patience. I have never been good with patience, in fact I hardly had any at all at the beginning of the summer. In all honesty, I would much rather show up late to any event than show up early and wait for it to start. But because of everything happening this summer, I think I am slowly starting to understand the brilliance behind patience.
I found a great quote that I feel sums up the true meaning of patience:
"Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow - that is patience."
At this moment in my life, the going is hard and slow. Every time my ankle is supposed to be healed, I go into the doctor and find out there is something else wrong with it. (This past doctors visit I found out I not only sprained my ankle on the side, but also on the top of my foot...yay.) I love being home, but I am ready to move out on my own, but I can't, not just yet. I have to wait until mid August, but I feel as though time is moving like molasses, and no one is noticing except me. I have applied to job after job after job, and haven't heard anything back. The going is definitely hard and slow. But just as another great quote says, "Good things come to those who wait."
This is what my frustrations this summer have taught me, patience.
My ankle will heal in time, and I will be able to run, jump, and ski to my hearts content. August will come eventually, and I will move to Utah. For now, I just need to enjoy my time at home, with my family. I will get a job somewhere. Even if I don't get one before I move out to Utah, I will find a job, it will happen. Everything will work out in the end, because good things come to those who are patient - those who keep going even when the going is hard and slow :)

Patience has paid off already this summer too!! I finally got my diploma!!