it's a typical situation...

Okay, I'm declaring war! I'm sick and tired of always being tired and feeling blah. The blah is more to do with a physical blah. My poor body desperately wants to work out but I am usually so dang tired that it's all I can do to drive myself home after opening shift.

I just went to the grocery store and spent a lot of money on some healthier options. If I have fruit and veggies in the fridge to snack on, I won't eat cereal or something fattening as often. It really needs to be a conscious effort. Most of the time I am so tired that I can't even make it to the grocery store; tonight, though, I knew it was a dire situation and that if I didn't go, I'd be eating some sort of Mother Hubbard style breakfast tomorrow.

When the semester ended, I was so looking forward to having more free time so that I could focus on getting myself back in shape and eating better. Instead, summer classes have proven to be bigger bears than I thought and I'm just as swamped as I was during the semester. I need a vacation!

Next summer I'm not sure I'll do the class thing. I really want to go overseas again. I miss speaking Spanish so I want to go to a Latin American country. I'll have to look into missions trips but the problem isn't finding one because there are tons to choose from. I'm getting way ahead of myself, though...still have a loooong time before next summer!

what's good enough for you is good enough for me...

“The great enemy of the life of faith in God is not sin, but the good which is not good enough. The good is always the enemy of the best.”--Oswald Chambers

I so often settle for “good” when God wants the best for my life. I make the choices of where I will go, what I will do, etc, instead of allowing Him to make the choices for me. What I choose isn’t ultimately bad, but it isn’t the best which leaves me not quite satisfied. I long to get to that point where my faith rules my heart and mind and I turn to God for every decision.

my shadow's the only one that walks beside me...

I think one of the saddest things for me to witness is someone living a life in which no one truly knows them.

it's bad when you annoy yourself...

I don't want to be overly negative here, but here are some things that have really annoyed me lately!

*People who are fake! Why can't people just be real? You know, authentic, honest, open? It drives me crazy how people will say something to a bunch of people and you know they are lying through their teeth because they told you a completely different, real, version of what is going on. If people would just be authentic, we wouldn't have nearly as many problems in the world. Instead, others want to present a false self. Why?!

*Drivers in Dallas. I hate driving here. If someone else offers, I always take them up on it! People don't use their signals here because if you do, the person in the next lane will actually speed up so you can't get over. What the heck?! Common courtesy does not exist in Dallas traffic.

*People who don't respond when you say "hello" or "good morning". On the courtesy note, I say hello and good morning a lot in my job. Not only is it part of my job, I enjoy brigthening someone's day by giving them a warm greeting. What do I get in return about half the time? "Triple tall vanilla non-fat latte." Um, okay. Would you like a side of politeness to go with that? Why is it so hard for people to say hello back? Instead, I get an order barked at me as if I'm a slave. Maybe I should blame this one on the fact that people come in before they've had their fix?

*Puppy's incessant barking. A neighbor in my apartment complex has just gotten a very cute puppy. Don't get me wrong, the thing is precious. But what do puppies do? They whine and cry and bark all night! Okay, this wouldn't be bad except that they leave the poor thing on the balcony so that the rest of us are tortured by it. If you can't handle a puppy's crying, don't get a puppy!

*Men who are not gentlemen. I'm not asking for much here, but it would be nice to have the door held open for me. Especially if I have my hands full and it's obviously going to be a struggle to get it open myself. Yesterday I walked toward a restaurant door and a guy was a few steps ahead of me. Not only did he not open the door for me, he didn't even do the walk through and hold it open behind him thing. I guess he just couldn't stand the thought of even a millisecond separating him from his fried rice! Heaven forbid he actually allow a woman to get in line ahead of him!

Okay, that's enough for now...