Three things I think about each day. What am I going to have for breakfast? What shoes am I going to wear and what handbag will I carry today?
Breakfast at home is usually oatmeal, yogurt or wheat toast with peanut butter. Here at the hotel they have all those things, but it’s not fresh made bread or greek yogurt and I don’t have my berries to top it all off. I decided that while we are living the hotel life, I’ll stick as close to what I have at home. That means no biscuits and gravy and no pancakes. That was pretty easy and I think it will serve my body well to eat as closely to what I eat at home.
What shoes am I going to wear today? I have an obsession, a collection of Birkenstocks. My favorite style is the Gizeh of which I have about 5 or 6 different colors. So for hotel life I brought three of those (black, navy and a summer print), beige fabric flip flops and my running shoes. I imagine that once we are sailing around the world in ten years I’ll have two pair, one being boat shoes and the other being walking shoes.
What bag am I going to wear today? I am a BIG TIME handbag addict. The only reason I ONLY have twenty or so handbags is because I’m not filthy rich. If I were, we’d be in big big trouble. I love Miche bags because you can have one bag and change out the outside appearance or “shell” to match your outfit. I however chose one shell for hotel life. It’s the one I always use when we are traveling. It’s got loads of outside pockets and because it was originally designed for use as a diaper bag it also wipes clean with a damp rag. I also brought a utilitarian blue canvas bag that is great for the beach or any hiking we may do, and I brought a white leather bag that is lighter and easy to carry cross body. That’s it. For me, a gal who has been known to change out her purse three times a day, this is a big deal. I’ll let you know how this experiment in LESS changes me, if at all.
Yep, this hotel has mice, and they’ve made the sleeper sofa their toilet. As I unfolded the sleeper sofa tonight I saw a “collection” of little brown turds, all in a group. I carefully scooped them up using tissue and a paper cup, and walked it down to the desk. I waited for all customers to pass before I brought up the issue. I gave the very kind man the cup o poo and explained the situation. He quickly brought clean sheets down to the room and changed the bed out for us and said he’d have housekeeping do a “deep cleaning” of both rooms tomorrow. He also said he was taking 25$ off of the price. Scott’s company is paying for our stay but I appreciate the sentiment. I’d rather have coupons for free dinner somewhere, even though we are getting reimbursed for our meals out, it still comes out of OUR pocket up front.
Scott has been sick for a week and has slept most of today. He had last night and tonight off work but goes back to work tomorrow night. We have at least one property to look at tomorrow. It would be just the neatest if this property is THE one. I’ll let you know! Either way we are here in the hotel for at least another week because of the shipment of household goods needs a week lead time before delivery. So hotel “vacation” continues. That’s what it feels like right now, until we are in our new home this feels like a vacation. Staying up late and watching movies with the boys, yep, vacation. I will enjoy it while I can. After this world wind busy time I deserve it, we all do.
We are officially moved out of our home and in the hotel in Virginia. Tomorrow we will go look at a few rental properties and drive around figuring out the area. Today? We napped, we swam and now we’re going to go shopping at WalMart and get dinner at Happy Buffet.
Perks of hotel life.
Down side to this day so far is…….Noah slipped on the bathroom floor after the threebies showered and SOAKED the floor. Upside? Nothing broken. Whew. Baths for the threebies from here on out.
It is hard to tell folks how you pray, and harder to share how God answers. But I have felt it very important to document this, to journal it and to share it. So here goes. After reading a post from Flower Patch Farmgirl, I had prayed that God would show me who He is and show me how He loves me, and then all of this amazing stuff started happening (like literally, that first day). And all awhile it felt weird sharing that because it seemed like I was saying “God loves me with worldly stuff”. So this weekend I sat on my porch enjoying the sun and cool breeze and I started praying, just asking God to explain this way of answering my prayers. What I got, if I can explain it, what God spoke into me, was this:
I have loved you since the world began. I loved you as I knit you together. I loved you as you wandered the world in darkness and I loved you as I came down to save you by paying for your sins with My death on the cross. Because I know you, and I know how you FEEL loved, that is why I answered your prayers with this job and this move, because that is the language that you speak.
Now doesn’t that just beat all? As I typed this out I thought of the catchy words “love language” and realized, God showed me HIS love in MY love language. That just tells me even more, that I have absolutely no real concept of the depth and complex layers and infinite amount of love that God has for me.
And P.S. He loves you that much too!
Field Day. Max you were so excited. You threw the ball as hard as you could and you ran as fast as your legs would take you. You only made the mistake of comparing yourself to others. Never do that Max. God made you exactly how you are, and you are enough! Don’t be discouraged, don’t be sad, just be yourself and be happy with who you are. I love you Max. You have grown and changed so much in your short 9 years, and I am so excited to see how much more you will grow and change as you become a man. I love you Max and I believe in you and believe in God’s design for you.