I'm in the mood for a little double blogging action. I've had a long day.
Here's a play by play:
9am - 1pm: Cleaned out gram's apartment ... she has way too much stuff. However, I did manage to find $6 while cleaning out one of her kitchen cabinets, and $53 in Sacajawea coins under her bed. Which, by the way, is going towards the "Grams Beer and Polka Party" we've decided to throw after the party. I will, of course, let you know the full amount of money found in her apartment, loose change included, once I hit up TD Bank's (that was weird, I miss Commerce) change machine.
1:30pm - 3pm: Get ready for grams wake. Steam fabulous Calvin Klein LBD (Little Black Dress) and cake on waterproof mascara.
4pm - Leave for grams wake.
5pm-9pm: Grams wake.
Major traffic leading to ....
10pm - Arrive home, read my Old Testament reading for service over and over again, blog, and then attempt to go to sleep.
As you can imagine, it's been a looong day. But, like every single day, I've learned a lesson....Yes, another one. I can become a Harvard Professor with all of the lessons I've gathered.
Expect absolutely nothing. Whatever you expect to happen, will definitely NOT happen. Like, how I pictured my grandmother's death. If you told me that my grams was going to be dying in a hospital bed, followed by hospice for 3 weeks, I would have thought you were off your rocker. I expected it to go one way, and it went the complete opposite. If you told me that I would be pulled over by multiple police offers in every single town I travel through in less than one month's time, I wouldn't believe that either. But I can tell you that I've been pulled over a total of six times so far in the month of February alone. And I'm sure that count is not over yet.
Can someone please take the invisible to civilians, but flashing bright lights to cops "PLEASE PULL ME OVER" sign off of the back of my car??
I'm going to get my license and registration tattooed on my arm if this keeps up....
And have you noticed, that when you absolutely HAVE to get somewhere, there's a major obstacle that slows you down? Oh ... that's just my life, huh.
I don't know what beef God has got with me ... but I'm starting to take it personally. I'm a VERY Christian girl. I love Jesus and I read my bible everyday. It's not like I'm performing human sacrifices and worshiping satan, for crying out loud. You'd think I was an axe murdering serial killer for the consequences I put up with day to day. I bet dudes in prison have it easier.
But you know what? I'm gonna be a heck of a lot stronger than the person who slides on through life, living in a land of butterflies and rainbows. Please. Give me disaster any day ... I've learned how to push through it and make it fun.
I'd rather live totally happy, and be a sheltered freak at the end of the day. I'd rather live rough, and learn my lessons the hard way. I'd rather get hit hard once, and have to learn how to deal with it and get through it, than to keep making the same mistakes twice. I'd rather live through life's dirty truth, than live in a lie. I'd rather be knocked around by life's boxing gloves, walking around humbly, than walking around with my chin so high up, that it's up my own butt, totally oblivious that there are other human beings on this planet.
So teach me a lesson. Let me live the hard way. In the end, I'll figure it all out.
I like to think that the grass is always greener on the other side. Except on my pleasant, grassy side, there's pink flamingos all over the lawn. So I guess that means .... the flamingos are always pinker on the other side....right?
