31 March 2007

Catching the Trade Winds

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
-Mark Twain


I apologize for my two-month, unannounced hiatus from blogging. Between internet issues, work/school schedules, health issues, and other misc. circumstances, I have not been using the internet nearly as much as I used to. Which has turned out to be a rather good thing, in many respects. Primarily, I sleep more (sort of), plus I have been able to do more non-school reading, which has been great.

I would try and recap the last two months, but really, too much has happened. TMEA came and went, as did spring break. My health is finally returning to something like its pre-February state. To those who missed that whole fiasco, I will just say that I suffer from stress migraines, which, left untreated, evidently cause some stroke-like symptoms. My MRI came back clean, and that's pretty much all I know at this point. I just have to work on keeping my stress levels down... which is fun. Heh. But yes. It's nice to finally have energy to make it through the week again. The Mavericks continue to dominate the entire fricking NBA, which is very exciting to me. Church is going well, and Uptown is even doing two services on Easter (9 and 11am).

I suppose the biggest news of the hour is that I moved today. At least temporarily. I'm really more like a nomad, when you think about it. The lease on the Henderson apartment is up on Wednesday, but I won't be able to move into my (wonderful, perfect, lovely) new apartment on Travis until, at the earliest, April 15th. And it could be later. We just don't know yet. So, in the meantime, my furniture is living in a storage unit, the rest of my crap is in my parents' garage, and as for me, I'm splitting my time between home and the Blackstock's, who have graciously offered their second bedroom whenever I need it. And so, I wait. Which, we all know, is not one of my strengths. But, it's a good thing. It's giving me the time to be able to go through all of my superfluous crap and finally be able to get it organized, like I was before I moved out two years ago. And, of course, I'm saving money.

Today was long, but the move went smoothly. Jenny and donna came over last night and basically packed my entire apartment. Seriously, I think I might have had a nervous breakdown if they had not come over. Between being sick and having a particularly busy few weeks at work, packing kept getting bumped on the priority list. But they were wonderful and tireless and we (they) got it all packed around 2:30 this morning. I am forever in their debt! Once everything was packed, Dad showed up this morning with the truck, followed closely by Evan and his friend Andrew with the last of the boxes I needed. The other Andrew showed up not too long after that, and once we got moving, the whole process only took about 6 hours, including a pizza break. I have the best friends. And family. Seriously. What else can I say?? They were great. And so here I sit, only slightly dreading having to clear off my old bed, and very much desiring to sleep.

It's going to be an interesting April. I'm playing in one wedding, attending yet another, singing at Christ Church for Good Friday, playing both Uptown services on Easter, wrapping up my second semester of grad school, moving to (and possibly painting!) my new place and getting settled, celebrating many important birthdays, and basically waking up one morning and realizing that it's May.

But I'm excited. And I'm content. Some days I think that I am not, and wish for things that only cause me grief; but then a new day dawns, and I remember what it's all about, and how incredibly great my life is right now. Because I'm catching my own trade wind, and sailing off, ready to tackle the waves ahead and discover what God has in store next.

Currently Listening to:
Album: Awake
Artist: Josh Groban
Track: So She Dances