Chatty Thoughts

I'm feeling chatty after a much needed busy day today. I'm a little rusty being in front of people as I think I've gotten maybe a little too used to communicating with people though the computer(email, networking sites.) So today was very good for me I felt connected and productive. I got out of the house, which I haven't done in almost a week due to not feeling well, feels longer. My adult conversation skills might be getting a bit rusty, but I am getting much better at the words to the Barney and Sesame Street songs, hehe. The blessing I see in that is a hopeful preview to the balance I might need someday with children.

I had lunch with my old co workers from Nationstar which showed me how blessed I am that I have a much slower pace now. I picked up some fabric for a project I'm working on for my next quilt. I picked up my bridesmaids dress from alterations, please pray for David and Wendy, 2 weeks and counting! I went baby shopping for the now 3 baby showers this month (got through that tear free thanks to some great phone support, thank you Amy!!) I had some great phone calls. It was great to hear your voice Kristen and thank you again for the great Godly advice :-)

This blog also sometimes serves as my surrogate journal, a continuation of a habit since I've had since I was 12. It hasn't always been easy for me to share with others and I credit it to God that I can be as transparent as I am now. There are five levels of communication and I definitely have a comfort zone in the 1-2, the 4 and 5 (social chit chat) well God's still working on that one. I figure if you're reading this you want to know. If I write something here you know I'm okay with the Internet and the people I care about knowing my thoughts. I'm an over thinker, it's my blessing or curse depending on how far I take it. As Ecclesiastes says, there is nothing new under the sun, if I'm thinking or feeling it, somewhere out there some one else must as well. In fact to my joy, I found someone else with the same clothing logging neurosis I have and it was a relief to know some else out there understands this weird thing about me. I used to keep a log of what I wore when I was a teenager so I wouldn't repeat my clothing choice in the same month. There, I said it. If Jill can, so can I. And if you haven't ever thought/ heard of this and are shocked or appalled, please don't tell me, hehe.

I did all that and I'm back home in time to start dinner for Billy and pick up a few things around the house, maybe get that laundry done, etc, etc,.... gotta go :-)