Late Night Ramblings.

I have never made so many Wal-Mart trips in my life.

So far, I have successfully finished one book and am almost done with a second.

Sonic Happy Hour has become a daily part of my life and I feel like I've just been reunited with an old friend everytime I sip an orange cream slush.

I just got my first paycheck and celebrated with a pedicure.

I made my first furniture purchase the other day. A big brown chair. On my hunt, I specifically shopped based on a chair's swallowage potential. I found this chair first. After six more stores, I came back to it.

I actually think it is magic. I've experienced many things just in the week I have had it in my possession. It gives one the ability to share their heart in an unedited away and makes time seem endless. I've been lured into it's safe arms for one of the world's best naps. And I've experienced healing and tears in the comfort of two blessings.

And this is only week 1.

I just returned from a day off and I'm leaving for two more tomorrow. Nope. Routine doesn't exist at this place.

I do believe this job is good preparation for motherhood. Despite my intense longings to be such a woman, I cringe at the thought of anything as such in my near future. I rest in the joy of being with these girls in their few remaining teenage years. It's like practice in reverse.

On nights like tonight where I hate missing the day to day in places I'd sometimes rather be, I find solice with my old friends Ben and Jerry and know that I am called here for a purpose.

But until I figure that out, I will continue to pick up that spoon