Thank the Lord

The Lord is so good. I was praying last night that my car would be all right and that I'd come up with the money to go to the wedding tomorrow and He just made it all come together.

I woke up, kicked an exam's butt, convinced MUW Community Living to let me say a couple of extra days so I could go to the weddings, got to spend some time with Jaimie whilst trying to figure out what was wrong with my car and met a nice man who worked in the building I broke down in front of who helped me fix the battery cable (which was loose and corroded). My Commercial Dispatch paycheck had come in. I paid a little bit of money on a few bills (slowly, but surely), cleaned out my car, made a giant sandwich and kicked out my last exam without breaking a sweat.

My pretty bridesmaid dress and shoes!

Now I just have to go take some pictures for the Dispatch and run into Beans and Cream to sub the night cleaning shift for a lady who got sick. I'll be leaving early early tomorrow morning and driving all day to see Sara and meet her hubby-to-be! I'm very excited and thanking the Lord for making sure everything came together for me.

God Bless,
Sarah

Rode home in the back of a cop car... again.

Quote of the Day: "Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt." -Shakespeare

I just had to get a ride back from downtown in the back of a cop car. My car just decided to die in the middle of the road, I'm hoping a cord just got knocked loose. I'm also completely out of money, and I need to drive more than seven hours in less than two days for my best friend's wedding on Saturday, in which I am a bridesmaid. I then have to drive all the way back home for another wedding on Sunday, for which I am the photographer. I also have to work that night.

I'm trying not to stress, not to doubt. I'm trying to trust God with everything. Pray for me please.
Thank you.

Yeah, this is what we do in college

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0_73a-ldLw

So Clemmie and I had to make a video for media technology class... this is what we came up with. Thank the good Lord for good friends... especially those who are willing to go along with just about anything I can come up with.

Cleaning Spree

My four newest areas of cleanliness.

I get the oddest spurts of organizing energy. These (usually) late-night, I'm-procrastinating-something-I-need-to-actually-do-or-maybe-I'm-just-bored, spurts have previously led me to completely organizing every piece of financial paperwork into color-coded, divided, multi-binder wonders, a freakishly organized under-counter area in my bathroom, a cleaning cart, seriously well-organized art supplies, and a CD/DVD/Back-up disc system that would knock your socks off.

I feel great after spending hours organizing and/or re-organizing areas, it gives me a sense of accomplishment. But I can't just turn the motivation to do so on or off at will. I wish I could. That would be nice. Maybe I can hone this one day and use it at will. But for now, I will probably continue to stay up late when I shouldn't and organize things that won't matter that much in the long run, while, of course, not doing things I should.

I blame Nietzsche, as I do often (his name is hard to spell and people rarely contradict you when you quote him). He gives us the perfect excuse to be a contradiction in everything and bathes in the love of it.

"You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star." -Nietzsche

So for now, my brain (and room) will remain chaotic... except in the four small corners the chaos within me decided needed to be cleaned.

Breathe

Have had "Breathe" by Michelle Branch stuck in my head all night. See the pretty cool video at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQQZSL_tVsE&feature=channel

It's not unpleasant, slightly calming actually. It's almost five a.m. and I have no idea why I'm not sleepy. With my schedule normally consisting of constantly running around with no time to sleep, eat or even think, usually the moment I get back to my room, I pull off my pants and fall into bed. I often don't even make it under the covers. So it's strange to still feel a slight surge of energy. I feel like I should be reading my Bible or doing something similarly productive and self-advancing.

That probably isn't going to happen. My Bible is in my car (and not only would I have to put on pants to obtain it, but it's below freezing outside) and I'm between books, the next of the series that I'm reading ('The Dresden Files' by Jim Butcher, I'm on White Night[a truly excellent series, pick it up]) is still in the possession of it's owner, the lovely Sarah Crump (who I would like to congratulate for winning this year's NaNoWriMo [support the cause - I'm going for it one of these years]) She got me thoroughly hooked on Harry Dresden and continually prods me to wake up and go to Tae Kwon Do with her. (She'll kick your ass, have red hair and talk pretty doin' it people-- triple threat.)