Happy St. Patty's Day!

Happy St. Patty's Day!

Drink a green beer!

Hold a hand!

Take in a deep breath of the spring air!

Enjoy your day and wear your green or I am going to pinch you :)

03.16.10

How does this happen????

really?

on a plus note, I am so happy it is spring. I wore a dress to work with a flower in my hair.
It was so cold when I walked out to my car, but I was so determined not to wear a coat because it was spring. Mind set I tell you. Mindset.

So instead I scooted out to my car, then wrapped a blanket around my bare legs on my drive to work cause it was so chilly.

But today it reached 60, heavenly!! I am in such a good mood. Going to go pick up molly and take her for a jog cause I miss that pup so much!

Few Fun Facts

About my quaint, characteristic, unique apartment

1. I have run up and down the stairs many times in order to get dressed in the morning, due to the fact that my dresser is downstairs, and all my hanging up clothes are upstairs along with my "delicates" ;o) So I get half way dressed and think oh shoot I need to run upstairs again.

2. These stairs are not just any stairs, they are shallow, and steep and if you are not careful, you will hit your head going up or coming down. This morning I was walking down after just waking up and almost fell down the stairs and got a TBI. No bueno.

3. The shower....tiny. It is hard to shave your legs when you have to stand up, and what do you place your feet on to hold them up, you ask? nothing. Just lift up your leg and hold it in the air. I think by the time I am done living here, I will be a balancing contortionist. And since the walls are so thin it sounded like the radio my neighbor had playing in his bathroom was in my bathroom. I could hear everything, especially him singing :)

4. It is creaky and makes sounds from the shifting of an old house, and it is tiny and there are many unique characteristics about it, but it is mine.

Last night james and I played tetris and he ended the game when he said I was getting a little competitive, since he had been playfully pushed to the ground and punched in the arm for beating me. Me competitive....no. :o) All in good fun I say. But for the record I also beat him 3 times!

fyi

until I buy a tv next month

hulu has become my new best friend :)

Thankful

Here I sit snuggled into my new apartment, next to a window and the snow is gently falling outside. I am warm, comfortable and mostly peaceful.

As I sit here and reflect, I can't help but realize how much I have to be thankful for.

This group. Above.

Is my family. I am very blessed to have them in my life. They are the kind of people who step in when you need them. Life has been more then crazy. I have been overwhelmed and just sad from a major relationship in my life being drastically changed.

So what did they do, stepped in. The girls came over friday night and packed stuff into boxes and moved it over to my new apartment. Even mel who is like 41 weeks preggo and so beyond done waiting for sweet baby alice to come out, came and moved me. Not only on friday, but also Saturday.

These same girls who not only helped pack, transition, and move into new apartment, then laid hands on me and prayed for me and my time in my own space. To say the least I was humbled and overcome with tears. Each of them are precious to me. I feel blessed to call them my friends.

In fact the majority of them came to help me move on saturday. with their husbands. Who also are just a quality as the women they are married to.

This group has not only moved me once, nope not even twice, but this was the THIRD time!!!!!
That's right there is a sign to attest to just how fabulous they are!

There we sat with about 12 people all crammed into my tiny apartment. While the boys tried to figure out how the heck to get my stuff up the very challenging, as mike stated "perfect storm" of tiny spaces. The stairs are very steep and the roof is very slanted. Bad combo. I just felt so thankful and blessed.

I know some of you out there say that your small group is awesome. But believe you me, mine is better :)

Jen even made me homemade bread for my new home. What a doll!

We are not just a small group, but family. Who loves and steps in when we need it. I have been neglectful of others due to school, work, moving and life. But I can feel a new dawn coming. God renewing my energy and opening my eyes. Now granted the time aspect will still be challenging, but I can feel the beginning of stepping out of this hard time in my life.

I am also thankful for this guy.

It was so nice moving with him in my life. James drove up with his truck, parked, and just started loading stuff.

He then later, just told me to get settled and make the space my own.

He is a blessing to me for so many reasons.

He has patiently listened to my every freak out moment over the last two months when I am crying and saying I give up at life.

He calmly listens and gives advice, holds my hand, and tells me not to give up.

I love him and am grateful to have james michael kleiber by my side.

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Last night was my first night in my new place on my own. It went better then I expected. I kinda sound like a big girl huh? Well my life up until this point has not been completely independent, and now I am stepping out. Making my own path.

So last night I was reading through old journals, cause I think its important to know where you came from in order to understand where you are going.

I was reading and that time in my life, I was in a very different place then I am now.

It was not as bright. I was in a job I hated. No community.

Today I am at a very different spot.

A community I feel privileged to a part of.

In a job that I absolutely love.

A man in my life who just fits with my heart.

A new beginning.

A new phase of life.

Just me and God.

I feel God beckoning me. Calling for me to follow him into the unknown.

This is also very scary for me. But exciting.

Being Skooled (I know I spelled it wrong :)

So last night I spent 4 hours in a coffee shop working on a paper. I thought wow! It takes me a little bit more effort to get my creative juices flowing now as opposed to when I was in my undergrad.

Life was easier when I was in college and all I had to do was school. Now with working more then full time, in the process of moving, relationships and life and then SCHOOL on top of that ….phew!

So I was driving home, after working on my paper, and telling James that I am coming to a resolved that even if I don’t get A’s on all of my assignments that I am ok with that. Because something’s gotta give here or otherwise I am going to spontaneously combust. I said so far in my research/social work stats class I have gotten 100% on my first 3 assignments. But I had yet to be back my first big paper to see my grade.

So I said I will put this new me being ok with not always getting A’s into practice mode.

I walked in the door and there my paper was, waiting for me to open it, to see what my professor had given me on the paper.

I walk over

Open it……

And guess who got a 97% on her paper!!!!!

So I don’t have to be alright with not getting a’s, cause I got one!


Now this post may seem like I am bragging, but I am not. Well maybe a little I am J, but really I am just proud of myself and since I am not facebooking right now I wanted to share in a non look at me kind of way, so this is my outlet. Life has been crazy and its nice to know that after being out of college for almost 5 years that I may still have the hang of this being skooled thing.

On another great happy note when I walked out the door this morning, the peak looked absolutely beautiful as it was snow covered, and all the trees surrounding it were also.
Like a white blanket was placed over them.

I tried to leave my house in time to make to chick fil a for free chick n minis for customer appreciation week, cause they are like crack in my mouth. But alas I didn’t leave in time to make it there. Sad :(

But I did get to see pretty mountains instead and for this girl that even better. I love my mountains. I feel so blessed to live where I do.

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.