Monday, August 30, 2010

In Michigan

After a flurry of packing, socializing, and crying (at least on my part) we have made it to Michigan. We do not have internet at our apartment yet so any internet access I have is from the spotty unsecured internet I can sometimes grab at our apartment or from a coffee shop. As soon as we get internet I will post lots of pictures from the journey of moving.

Scott started his new job today and I can't wait to find out how it went :-)

We started exploring the area over the weekend and I continued exploring today as I searched for a coffee shop with internet. I was SO excited to see an Aldi grocery store here. A familiar store. yesssssssssssssss :-) It is funny how stores can make a person feel more at home. Right now I almost feel more comfortable in a familiar store because I feel like I know what is going on and perhaps I can trick myself for a second into thinking I'm still in IA.

I have so many thoughts and so many things I would like to share will you all about this move but I really need to leave this coffee shop and head home. I want to finish getting the kitchen in order before Scott gets home from work.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Moving

Well, it is official, we are moving to Michigan.
I have such mixed emotions about this move. I am super excited that Scott got this job we have been looking at since April. It is a wonderful opportunity and I think Scott is really going to like his work much more than what he does now. Michigan is a pretty state and still in the midwest so there shouldn't be too much 'culture shock' but I am still very sad about leaving all of our friends and family. Neither of us has been in a different state from our families for more than a few months and leaving that security blanket is scary. Leaving an area where I know where everything is and all the backroads and little hidden shops for a brand new town is an exciting adventure but also a bit of a bummer because I don't know where ANYTHING is at. Not even Walmart. I have been especially sad about leaving our good friends J&S. Over the past year or so Scott and I have really gotten to know them and we are really going to miss their friendship and encouragement in life. The past month of living in the same small town with them has been a blast. It finally felt like we had a permanent home with neighbors. We weren't just transient college students anymore. It was so much fun while it lasted. I think this may be one of the things I am the saddest to leave. In fact I"m crying again as I write this.

*deep breath* ok, I've got a grip again. Goodness those last few sentences sounds as if I'm dying. ha. It isn't like our friendship will end with the move, but I will really miss being able to hang out whenever we felt like it. I'm not really sure this post makes the most sense. I'm just putting my thoughts out there. Trying to sort through my various emotions. Trying to stop crying at the most random times. I really am excited about the move, I just seem to be crying alot these past 2 days. I know that even when I may seem to be 'alone' I'm really not alone, not at all. In the human realm I have Scott. Where ever he is, is where my home is and it doesn't really matter where I'm geographically located. Even more importantly, I know that God is always with me.

This move has been showing me how I need to make God my best friend. I like to say He is my best friend but when I really look at my actions and where I gather my joy I realize that I tend to put my human relationships before my relationship with God. That is not a good thing. This move will be very good in helping me to put my relationships in the proper order, God first, Husband second, everyone else third.

This move will be good. I'm excited for it and I think once we leave in 2 weeks my excitement will out weigh my sadness( I hope!). Please pray for comfort and please pray that we find a good church in Michigan!
Ok, I will stop this rambling post. I should start figuring out our moving plan of attack...

Friday, August 13, 2010

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by Soule Mamma.
In her words: "A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember." If you're inspired to do the same, head over to her blog and leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.




Thursday, August 12, 2010

A Summer Snow Day

Yesterday I felt like I had been transported back in time. I was once again 12 years old roaming a small Iowa town on bike in the blistering afternoon heat, eating candy and visiting the library. But wait, yesterday was a Wednesday, why was I biking around town in the afternoon? Well, I had the summer version of a snow day, a rain day. Or rather it was a flood day.

Here in central IA we had back to back torrential rains which landed on ground that has been saturated for the past 2 months. The result was flooding that exceeded the Floods of 1993 in some parts of central IA. (the Floods of 1993 are a bench mark for floods around here) So on Wednesday morning when I tried to make my way to work I discovered that the town I work in was practically an island the water was still rising. I was unable to find a way to work and by the time I had exhausted all possible routes I heard that there was only one non-flooded way out of town. I had already contacted my boss detailing my predicament and so I headed home before I became stranded. The traffic heading out of town was pretty intense for the cornfields of Iowa. I was in stop and go traffic for a good 1/2 hour to 45 minutes. It is times like that when I wish I wasn't driving a manual. I'm pretty sure my leg twitched for a 1/2 hr after I got home.

Since I had the day off I decided to frolic about and view the flooding in my own town. Fortunately my good friend S had the day off due to flooding as well and so we decided to 'explore' on bike. Unfortunately for us the weather was ridiculously hot and humid. The heat was good for drying up all of the water in town. Here are some of the pictures I took on the way into the downtown.





Did you know that tennis court tiles float? Apparently ours do.

After viewing the flooding we wandered around town and ended up at the library. I have lived in this town for a year but have never bothered to get a library card since the library in the town I work in is larger. I figured it was about time get a library card so when I went to ask what was needed to get a card I was asked a most surprising question. The librarian met my queries with a question of her own, "how old are you?" I thought this was a bit odd but answered and told the lady I was 23. the librarian said, "ok, because you have to be 14 to have a library card." Now what I want to know is, do I look like I might not even be 14 years old??? I know I have been mistaken to be younger than I am in the past but NEVER has anyone thought I was 10 or 11 years younger than I actually am. Goodness. It was rather funny especially since S was standing next to me. Usually she is the one who people think is younger due to her miniature stature :-) Apparently I not only felt like I had gone back in time to my 12 year old self, I looked like it too.

Friday, August 6, 2010

{this moment}



{this moment} - A Friday ritual inspired by Soule Mamma. In her words: "A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember." If you're inspired to do the same, head over to her blog and leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.