A Rope, Bubbles, and perhaps a heavenly Umbrella

Up to my eyeballs in boxes...... wait I've heard this one before.
Haven't I had the same thing to say about this time of year for the last three years?
Guess that makes it kind of a tradition right? I'm supposed to be used to this and enjoy it right?
How about not!
But what can you do? At least I'm moving somewhere I really want to be this time around, but that still doesn't sooth the inner loathing I have for tape, boxes, and box cuts.
I haven't done my hair in days and I've become unnerved with the fact that all my reading material is out of reach. This particular combination has left me with nothing but a crazed urge to get anything and everything moved and unpacked ASAP just so I can get my life back in it's un-alphabetized, cluttered, and familiar order.
Yet I am to wait longer still!! Not only must I come to grips with the fact that I am now to be living with new surroundings, these surroundings will not be  among family. I will be wedging myself into an  apartment with five other renting paying college girls. This will be an adventure and sanity test, the likes of which I have never faced before. And guess where my trusty sword and shield are? Yep you guessed it, stashed high and dry in a box somewhere. It will be a dangerous journey all it's own to recapture the tools I'll need to combat this assault on my time management.
School books and supplies,
Getting a foot into my job transfer,
making friends,
Balancing money,
And all the other emotional and physical turmoil that must be juggled on a tight rope over a boiling lake of no-enough-sleep.
Life just gets better and better.
Never the less there is hope for me yet, because one upon a time, I invested in a happy place which has grown into a full on resort as it's popularity has grown.
 My place.
A little spot nestled in my softest and most sappy thoughts. Where it never snows more that four inches, the library always has the book you're looking for, and bubbles blow on the warm summer breeze. This place, and know that my prayers are heard and answered by my loving Heavenly Father are my strength, peace, and safety in my balancing act of life. And you know what is great about the future? It only comes one moment at a time.
No sweat.

Comments

  1. GraceAugust 23, 2011 at 10:47 AM

    I know it's stressful right now and at the beginning of the semester and the entire era of your life. But it's worth it. you will LOVE it. You were MADE for college. And it's going to be the best experience you will have in a LOOOONG time. Believe me, I'm missing it right now. I wish I were packing up my stuff and heading back to that sweet, cool place we call school. So live it up! Have fun! Be outgoing-which you are-and you'll reach the stars. I KNOW you will love it. I know you will just shoot off and do that final flip off of the tight rope. You are amazing. You can do it!!
    Love you, girl. Live it up for me!!

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  2. LeenieSeptember 1, 2011 at 7:56 AM

    Yay for the new house, the new apartment, the new life, the new college experience. Boo boxes, tape and moving. Good luck!

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