>"Are we still on for meeting tomorrow?"
"Um no, I rented out the house this weekend."
???
>"Oh, okay."
"Sorry, I didn't have your number so I couldn't tell you."
What? Yes you have my number! AND my email!
Thank you Jesus for saving us from those renters!
I just think that is so bizarre. I'm still in awe. I can't believe she didn't let us know.
I guess she figured taking the listing off of craigslist would be good enough.
So much for "feeling" like that was the house.
Oh well, God has something else in store. Just gotta be prepared for it :)
On to other houses!
Future roommate #1 and I looked at a different house this morning.
It was... not for us.
I think we'll just wait until it gets closer to summer to look for houses.
That way we won't have the hassle of trying to convince renters to hold the properties for us.
Valentine's Day is tomorrow- well, for most of the world.
I've been checking my mail like a mad woman and still nothing from Erik.
I felt really weird about it because I sent his gift the day after he sent mine and he got it on Monday.
Turns out they canceled his order because of an issue with some military address thing.
Everything is squared away though and it should be here Monday!
Poor guy, he's dying with curiosity, I would be too if I had possession of a present from him for a week before I could open it!
At least I don't have to! (hehe)
I can't wait to go home this weekend. I've missed my mom and dad.
I've missed my other family too, but there's nothing like Mama and Daddy.
It's going to be a long trip though.
I have a play that I'm in on Friday night and I might not make it home til 2-3am.
That's okay though, that's what three day weekends are for!
Besides, it's home- home is so worth it. It's funny because while everyone else couldn't wait to graduate my senior year, I knew I was going to miss Alamo. I knew it had become my home and despite the rough start, my adolescence was amazing- I don't think I could have grown in the ways I did anywhere else, with anyone else. God knew what he was doing when He brought me to "the desert."
Ahh nostalgia is wonderful, I'm addicted to memories.
Memory of the day:
Grover and Ming Ming are some of my best friends from high school. It's crazy how God transformed Grover's life in such a short amount of time and how close of friends we all became. (That wasn't a short joke I promise).
We took this picture with Ming Ming (in spirit), he's holding her Swedish Fish. We three were the lunch team in Alamo. I'll never forget the time Taco Bell forgot his food. We got back to the high school and he just sat there while Ming Ming and I ate. Even though I laughed, I really did feel bad.
I miss you guys so much. We'll be a lunch team again someday, promise.
"And the Holy Spirit descended upon Him in bodily form like a dove, and a voice came out of heaven, 'You are My beloved Son, in You I am well-pleased.' " Luke 3:22
I like that. I feel the same way about growing up in Roswell. The desert was the right place.
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