Ramblings

Well more snow was on the agenda today. I don't mind. It was a little chilly walking outside in my sweater because I did not take note of the blustery conditions on time to change my choice of clothing! But I survived. And then I survived the slippery drive to the gym this morning, and a skidding stop at an intersection (thankfully none of us collided). I spent the afternoon studying in the warmth and comfort of my living room. I feel like I was very productive (even had time for a quick nap during Steven and Chris!) Now the sun is glistening off the fast-melting snow and I look forward to a mellow evening of not quite sure what. Evenings are always so much more enjoyable when your incomplete to-do list is not looming over your head. Yay. I got them all checked off today!

This is my life. Days-off consist of to-do lists, and days-on consist of hectic scheduling that leave no room for even a hint of flexibility. I imagine this is everybody's life. I guess it's what we do, and if I'm honest, it's what I love. Schedules and to-do lists, check marks and filled in day-planner pages- it makes me smile. I live for consistency and routine. It's comfortable and it's predictable and it's safe. Is that lame? Sometimes I think I should actually be 80 years old. haha.

Remember the quote I mentioned WAY back in the beginning of this blog?

"Part of me wonders if our stories aren't being stolen by the easy life." (this book)

Part of me wonders this about my life every day! But part of me loves this easy life and I'm not sure I would change it, even if I knew how.

What would you do? If there was no reason to be responsible, if money was not an issue and your future was not at stake... what adventure would you take? What adventure would I take? And why don't I believe that God is big enough to keep the details under control? Here's another quote from the same book...

"[Fear] is a manipulative emotion that can trick us into living a boring life." (same book)

The last question I leave you with is this...

Is boring such a bad thing?