It’s crazy to think that I’ve already been home for a week, that my grades have come in and my Christmas shopping is fully done and my brother’s leaving again in a week. So… what have I been up to? Hmm…
I worked! I managed to find a temporary assignment for the day, filling in for a receptionist at an excavating company. I answered phones, filed receipts, opened mail, put things away, made photocopies… It’s really not the most exciting job, but it pays well. And it’s always nice to know that people value your “skills”… the woman who kept giving me stuff to do wanted to hire me mid-day as a part-time assistant.
But also in the mid-day time frame, I got a call from the staffing agency I’ve been working for and they found work for me from December 27th through January 10th, and praise be to God for that! It allows me time with my brother until he leaves because it’s mostly part-time, but it gives me stuff to do and allows me to make some money, so… I won’t go crazy this break!
Chris came up for most of the day, which was good. We went out to lunch at Cici’s Pizza and played Scrabble with John (John won). Chris and his family play with different rules than our family does, so… it was interesting. We went to TNL, where the newest CORE pastor (I don’t know his name yet) talked about Christmas from the perspective of the earth (it signals its redemption from our sin, as well), so… that was really cool. We missed all of the opening music, so I was kind of bummed, but we did get to eat dinner with Mom and Dad, so that was good.
I think I was a bum on Wednesday, but I’m not quite sure.
My grandparents’ 64th wedding anniversary!
I actually got some stuff done Thursday. I got most of my dad’s Christmas present finished (well, one of them, ’cause the others required no finishing, if that makes sense). I crocheted a bit, wrapped the rest of Dad’s presents for Mom, did laundry, unloaded the dishwasher.
And then I made dinner because Mom called me up and told me to make dinner: meatloaf, baked beans, mashed potatoes, and… ta-da! Maple fudge, which is really good, but which I really should not each much of (’cause it’ll make me fat).
I was supposed to go to bed after I hung up with Chris (on the phone – by the way, phones are stupid), but I didn’t… I wound up talking to John until 2:30, which was really good because it’s been so long since we got to do that. It’s been a big semester for both of us and God is blessing and challenging us in so many ways, so it was great to get to talk to him.
One year since the hot tub burned down
I got up later than I was supposed to, but I still managed to get done what I needed to (with one exception, but that’s okay – that was just because I forgot about it). I dropped off my timecard so that I can get paid, got my dad’s present finished (although it was more pricey than I was thinking it would be), ate lunch, and got my hair cut.
Now, until about a year ago, getting my hair cut was a big ordeal. I normally didn’t get it cut at all, which is why my mom got irritated at me, I think. I would go two years or so without getting it cut or trimmed because I was growing it out and trying to get it back to normal after I cut it following my high school graduation and after so much of it fell out.
But anyway, it’s actually good because I trust the lady who cuts my hair to cut my hair. She does a good job and it lasts for the six months it will take me to get around to getting it cut again. I think all of my curl is gone this time, though, so that is somewhat of a bummer, but it also means that my hair is back to normal!
After my haircut, I went down to the Springs to see Chris (and his family). He and I went through the first part of Colossians 2, which was good even though it was shortened. We hung out with his brother and sister-in-law a bit and played Scrabble again. Chris and I played darts and I won – all three times. It’s amazing because I could barely hit the board with the darts, so Chris moved me forward a bit, at which I still missed the board quite often, but at which I (obviously) did better.
His godparents and their son came over for dinner, so we all spent the evening with them. I left around 10 to get home by 11. It’s hard to leave. I feel so selfish because I usually see Chris everyday and then, when I don’t, I don’t like it. God’s working with me on that, but I don’t think I really want to work on it – so I’m trying to work on an attitude change.
I came home and went to bed (eventually), but I was really twisted when I woke up this morning.
I have an hour until Laura charges over here to play Santa (not really confused by the concept, just more the reference), so I need to take a shower. Also on my to-do list are wrapping my dad’s present, calling Chris, cleaning my room, and attending one of the Christmas Eve services tonight. Hopefully, I’ll get some more stuff in, too.
So, in the spirit of the season, I really hope you’re not reading this until after you’ve spent time with your family and fallen at the feet of your Savior – the baby born in a manger who is not dead because the tomb is empty. He is risen, indeed!
And that is why Christmas is important – not because of the presents or lights or time with family or whatever you might associate with it, but because our God came to earth as a baby so that He could live and then die for we who would not seek Him on our own. The tomb stands empty and our King risen because of greater promises on which we can rest.
Greater promises! For us!
A kind Savior waits for you.
Mood: Contemplative Listening to: Acceptance, Phantoms
Reading: Nothing, actually, because I finished The Chronicles of Narnia again