#'s 1 and 2 are Always a Most

Tonight i swallowed my pride and finally stopped spinning my wheels, and decided to move.

No Seriously.. like Moved! into a new home. Over a few hours, me and my dog we realizing that we were going to be sleeping in a new location, with new sounds and smells. We are going to wake up to different surroundings, and get you to finding where we put everything. We also are going to have to re-learn what it takes to live with a roommate... and needless-to-say... that is a tough one!

We made the move down the flight of stairs and into my mom's house (or as Presley calls is.. Grandma's). its funny because i didnt think it would be that weird, however i am really wondering why in the heck did i think this was a good idea? i mean.. I can stand being at my mom's, but i really did enjoy my own space. I dont feel like i have space anymore.. and that scares me a tad-bit.

I think.. no.. i KNOW this is something God wants me to do in preparation of joining YWAM.. but boy oh boy did i not think it would rattle my cage so much! A few days ago i thought i could handle a "slight change" and now, as i sit on my bed, in the dark and silence with my dog curled up next me, with the sound of the TV playing in the other room.. i question why i thought this would be "easy."

The only thing on my To-Do List about this situation.. is to:
1. Pray
2. Sleep
3. Go along with my life as with the confidance that "I can live with my mom for the 10 months and come out out a better person
4. Watch as God turns that confidance into a reality
5. do NOT become a workaholic
6. Walk my dog EVERY morning.. that will be "my own space"
7. read #3 again.. and trust that i can believe those words!
8. snuggle with my dog like we always do, and love her alittle more everday.
9. Eat dinner.. had i had dinner tonight, maybe i wouldnt be feeling so defeated.
10. do #'s 1 and 2 NOW!