Some thoughts on this weekend...(Item of business number one):

I really like having time away from others, to myself. My parents have been out of town since Saturday morning. I have thoroughly enjoyed having the house to myself. It is very easy for me to get overwhelmed if I don't have "my space" and "alone time." I albsolutely can not handle it, being around someone ALL THE TIME with them right up in my space. The closest exception to this rule, would be Andrew, of course, which is a good thing, because we are getting married. lol. But even then, we both still like some time on our own.

I have been able to work on a "project," of sorts, this weekend. That is, going through drawers and stuff in my room, and weeding out. I do this every couple or few months at least, and I LOVE doing it. I get rid of more and more crap, and weed out things that I feel bad getting rid of, but that I'd never want/use/have a place for, so I am finally able to either throw it away or put it in the "garage sale" pile. Speaking of which, we're having a garage sale this saturday for sure, maybe more days. So feel free to stop by. Also, if you want to come over and put some of your junk in it, that is great, just come by and hang out with us on Saturday. (Yvonne is doing this, for sure.)So anyway. back to the project. I feel good.

Oh, but on the flip side of being home by myself...

I am extremely jumpy. I am afraid of the dark...yes, its true. And it stormed really bad last night, and the power went off in the middle of the night, and it woke me up, because I had my TV and fan going, and when those went off, it woke me up and startled me. Not fun. Our house has been broken into *years ago* and we live on this dead end street and our house creaks...and all of that...makes me sit on the edge a lot of the time. When there is someone else in the house, I feel "protected." I can't wait to get married and have my husband be there "to protect me." awwww. hehe.

So those are the pros and cons of having the house to myself. :)


Item of business number two:
I know I ususally talk about how overwhelmed this wedding/moving business is making me. But I'd like to take the time to actually show my thankfulness for some things, and not complain. So, the other day mom and I were cleaning the Wolock's (the people for whom I nanny,) and Barbara, just out of the blue, asked my mom if she happened to know of anyone who could use some chairs.

I stopped.

Mom stopped.

Mom asked what kind of chairs.

Barbara said, "lets go look at them."

Long story short...they've had some living room type chairs in their basement that they've been wanting to get rid of for quite some time. I've seen them, of course, but I always thought they were there as part of the furnishings in the basement. Not the case, we found out. Barbara was just going to let the blind charity come and pick them up. Long story short, she just wants to give them to us.

Sweet.

Action.

I was beaming the whole day. I was SO excited. I couldn't stop thanking her for it, and I was trying to convey to her that its like "our home" is REALLy starting to come together. The pieces are slowly starting to move into place.

The point being, that it is God who is providing for us. He is opening doors. He is caring for his children. He is the giver of all things. I always "know" that, but sometimes I forget it.

Also, for a smaller example, Aunt Linda found and bought us our guestbook.

I have looked for guestbooks.

I had yet to find out I liked, let alone loved.

I am terribly picky.

She found one, bought it, mom showed it to me, and I absolutely LOVE it.

I mean, thats like....25 dollars right there. And I guess this weekend she also got us some budget helper or something...and I think me some bridal mag (which is always fun. :) )


Item of business number three:

On an unrelated note, but because I'm eating it, I make a mean tuna salad sandwhich. You should try it sometime.