Moving

So apparently according to my friends I am not a good mover. Based on the fact that my wonderful k group friends have already moved me twice in the time they have known me and this will be the third time.

I was bringing stuff over to my new apartment on friday and james said, you know you are terrible packer. I was appalled and shocked, and said I am not! ;o)

I just don't see the point I guess, in putting everything in boxes just to lug it 3 blocks away and have to unpack it all. I mean you have to tape the boxes together, sort, organize stuff, and then unpack it all. As rather I prefer to put the stuff in my car, like a hanging shoe rack with the shoes still on it.

So friday night we went to a housewarming party for my friends, holly and collin
and James said something to the effect of me not being a good mover. And I was half way expecting my friends to say oh well she's not that bad.....they all said......

Oh yeah we know james, we already moved her twice.....

I was looking around, like really. So yeah I guess the concenus from those that know me and have moved me...is that I don't like to pack.

~~~sidebar...But on Friday night (@holly/collin's) we played a game of
find the hottest spot in the house....
and kevin found the spot, with a note in the OVEN...

that we have a bun in the oven.

HOLLY AND COLLIN are preggers. This always make me sooo happy when friends announce good news. I just get so excited for them. I love my community of friends I have. They are precious to me and we do life together.

However I do LOVE to nest.
I feel anxious and a little leery for this move. Cause I am going to be living by myself, and I have never lived by myself. I am very comfortable living with people, especially rachel.
She has been my partner in crime and rock for the last 150 years :)

So this new chapter is in the unknown section of my life story. However I am trying to amp myself up. I know it will be good. I know that it will be a time of growth for me, personally and my relationship with God.

The silence. The silence will be good. Especially since my life between school, work, internship, and life has been crazy crazy crazy as of late.

So here once again I am setting off on a (little scary for me) adventure with God. I feel like I did the day my mom left to fly back to MI and I was left alone in Colorado. All alone. On my own.

Surprising thing I found out....I am stronger then I thought I was.