Gosh, I can't remember the last time I wrote to you on a Saturday. Weird.
I 'm sitting in the middle of our living room, surrounded by gigantic mounds of dirty laundry, already sorted because after procrastinating on the laundry front for so long, you learn to be efficient when the time to wash actually comes. (I've also learned how to manipulate our dryer so that it doesn't rip me off so much each time. We go through enough quarters as it is.)
Oh, and Frozen is playing for the second time today... hence the title of this letter. Olaf slays me.
Earlier today, I tagged along with the mister on a "fresh air run." AKA: driving to the lake to eat lunch in the truck while enjoying the weather for bit. You know, recharging Nature Boy before he went to work.
Yesterday I made a "to do" list for my evening. I only made it halfway through, but the hardest task got accomplished.
I ran.
I have a definite love/hate relationship with running. I love how it makes me feel... after I'm done. While I'm in the middle of a running stretch I kind of want to crumple up on the ground and cry.
Ahem.. Anyway... I chose not to take my iPod with me so that I could purposefully use that time to pray. I don't know how you guys run, but that was haaaard for me. I run intervals, and found myself only being able to focus when I was on the walking blocks. I did my best to pray for the whole first half of my outing.
When I turned back I told God that I couldn't focus my thoughts any longer and asked Him just to help me enjoy His creation and listen to Him on the way home. I returned home feeling energized and determined. (Of course that didn't quite help me finish my list, but that's alright. Sometimes following the "to do" list isn't the best way to spend our time.)
I awoke early this morning to radiant light shining into our living room. (We camped out in the couch pit after falling asleep three-fourths of the way through Iron Man 3.) It was a bit earlier than I planned on waking up, but I used the time to make my first ever fruit cobbler. And yes, I ate it as breakfast. Why not?!
It occurred to me that I haven't shown you around the apartment in awhile. Here are a few of my favorite little spots:
I put this dessert display to work on my dresser. Hopefully someday it will be put to use for its true purpose, but it works pretty well right here.
This little cart was one of my treasures from Grandma Lynn's basement. This wasn't what I had planned to use it for, but I ended up being quite fond of this little corner.
This shelf now hangs above our kitchen sink. Jered's not a big fan of the "Love is spoken here" because he doesn't care for the cheesy sayings, but I loved this because it's such a good reminder to watch how and what you speak. I am a major advocate for paying attention to the tone of your voice, but find myself not being careful with my own far too often. I want this to be a reminder to me. (Also- our kitchen smells of peaches and mango in case you wanted a better feel for the room.)
I just got these pretty pottery pieces last night at Goodwill. I was super excited about this find.
And here is one of my favorite projects (not quite finished). The wall behind our couch is getting filled up nicely. I just need one more photo for the center.
(I'm noticing a big difference with how my phone's camera works outside versus inside. And either my computer or our internet is not allowing me to resize any of the photos. Grumble grumble...)
Well, that was pretty random, but I guess that's kind of how Saturdays roll.
Hope you're enjoying yours!
Aim
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