"Gram, there was a time change if we sleep past 9am that's fine."
6am... like that is 5am in Iowa.. I am up for the first time, but TOO early, back to bed.
7am.. I blink my eyes at the clock.. roll back over. Gram would die if I woke her up at this point.
8:15... I am done sleeping like seriously. I don't have a lack of energy or anything. I'm up, ready to go.
Right now, I think I feel like a child. I want to see... really want to see. But I also am scared to touch anything because I don't want to mess up. In the back of my head, I secretly hope that against my nature I mess up some stuff that doesn't bring the world to an end and is QUITE funny. If that happens I'll be sure to share. I mean I guess I ordered my loft last night at 10pm which means unless they bring extras I might not have one right away.. which is fine.
Hey, peeps that read this frequently. My natural tendency is to be a doormat, it's like my way of meeting people and making friends. It works rather well, ummm.... but isn't too much fun for me. So if you wouldn't mind praying that I would speak my mind, let people meet ME instead of whatever design I think they would like, PEOPLE PLEASING at its worst. It's funny. I don't feel like doing that, but its like I am at this point of looking in to what could happen and what i would normally do. For instance, I think of a dresser to share. I couldn't care which drawers are mine, but if asked instead of saying I don't care I should say that I would prefer the bottom drawers because I would just silly stuff like that where I have an opinion, but I need to learn to use it. *Starts to dance, then sings* "I get to be an Adult woot woot, I get to be an adult." Wow, what a concept. Empower U thoughts---- I am going to hit a LOT of walls today, in other words, I am going to run into a lot of big fears of mine, and I will have to make a choice... old self, new self. And the funny thing is it's not selfish, pray that I believe that in a couple hours. It's really not because I would love to let others choose things and I can compromise. I live a life of compromising small stuff and big stuff (time)..... kinda like my dad. Dad and I are on the road to learning not to be a helper of ALL things, but OWNING what we help. God is good. Do you see that change. God is soooooo good. He is going to provide everything. I'm pumped. Nerves are here to, but I am excited!!! Gram, just woke up. I thought I would write till she woke up. Ha ha it might have been the typing that woke her up.. oops. So as I ended the last one. HERE WE GO....