So we bought this lovely TV stand from IKEA last year because we could afford it and because it would hold all the stuff.
Well, with all the stuff, it looked like this:
And the back was even worse.
We needed a way to hide and organize all those cords. So we went to Lowe’s and bought a piece of peg board. Then we had the Lowe’s peeps cut it to the size of the TV stand. All of this cost about $10. Will cut a hole in the center roughly 5″x5″, the idea being that we would put the peg board on the back of the TV stand and feed the cords through it to the back. The holes in the peg board gave us a way to wrap and secure the cords in an orderly fashion using twist-ties we already had from months and months of bread. And I had some spray paint from a previous craft project, so I used that to make the peg board less ugly.
Then we had to attach the thing, but Will, I think knowing he would be the one who would have to do and undo it a million times, didn’t want to just screw it on. He had a brilliant idea, though. Another trip to Lowe’s yielded a pair of hinges ($3) and two magnetic…clasps? Fasteners? Door closures? You know, the things on your medicine cabinet that make the door stay closed ($3). We put the hinges on the bottom and the magnetic doohickeys (technical term) at the top. And voila!
After that it was a
painstaking process of putting all the things back in, reconnecting all the cords and securing them to the back. The back honestly still looks pretty messy, but at least we know what’s what now, and all the cords going to the same device are individually wrapped and then bunched together. I won’t show you a picture because it’s too dark, and anyway, you’ll be all, “That’s still messy,” which I already told you. Here’s the front, though.
The last step will be to get a basket or bin for the lower left side, where I’ll keep all our video game controllers and extra cords. And even if I pay $20 for a basket (which I won’t), we will still have spent less than $40 on the whole project. Hooray!
I got a massage today for the first time in I don’t know how long. Years. It was a 90-minute massage, which I’ve never had before, and honestly, y’all, it messed me up. I’m so out of it. When you get a massage, they always tell you to take it easy for a little while. They say not to do anything strenuous for the rest of the day, and to give yourself plenty of time to get up and running again after you get done with the rub down. But usually after a 50-minute massage, I’m pretty set. I’m relaxed and feel great, and I need a few minutes to get off the table, but once I leave the spa, I’m good to go. But it’s been two and a half hours now, and I still feel like a wet noodle. I think I could go to sleep right now for the night, only I can’t do that because I have community group tonight. Bah.
The other thing is she used suction cups on me. Have y’all ever had this? They were silicone cups that she suctioned to my back and then pushed around. It’s supposed to create space between your skin and your fat and muscles or something because it pulls your skin up. I don’t know about all that. All I can tell at this point is that I have like three hickeys on my back from where she left the cup on while she re-lotioned me, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to be sore tomorrow.
Also, I’m starving and a little feverish, and I’ve peed like four times since I left the joint. Whether or not this was a beneficial thing remains to be seen, but she shonuff got something moving in there. You know, circulation and mess. We’ll see.
We all have those days. You know the ones. You just feel…blah, and you don’t know why. Well I’m here to help you figure it out. So the next time you have an icky day, ask yourself these questions:
- Am I tired? If the answer to this is yes for me, nothing is really going to help me except a solid nine hours of sleep.
- Am I hungry? I tend to get myself into trouble with this one because rather than figuring out what the problem really is, I sometimes just eat. And that’s not helpful at all
- Do I need to poop? Seriously, if you need to poop, please make that happen. Even if you’re still tired and/or hungry, you’ll feel much better.
- Am I dehydrated? This is a sneaky one, but not getting enough water really throws me off.
- Do I need a hug? The answer to this is always yes, by the way. So the next time you see me, just remember that. People need to be touched. And cuddled.
- Have I been staring at a computer screen for more than an hour? Or whatever your limit is. If your eyes are dried out and crossing, go outside and look at trees.
- Am I dirty? There are not a lot of worse things, in my opinion, than being able to smell myself. Grimy teeth, gritty hands and a greasy face are right up there too. Soap.
- (For introverts) Have I had too much people time? You know what I’m talking about.
- (For extroverts) Do I need more human contact? You definitely know what I’m talking about.
- Do I know that I’m loved? I know, I know, I went and got all serious on you, but seriously, this is important.
I am currently deficient in a few of these areas, so if you have an extra few hours lying around that I can borrow for some extra sleep tonight, or if you want to come over tomorrow afternoon and snuggle, please let me know. I’m going to drink some water.
Y’all, I’ve been thinking of things to say to you, I promise. I just haven’t had time to type them. But here’s a sneak preview of what’s to come:
Leading well in your private will give you indigestion. This word for the day. It’s not the by. Relax. Church.
If you can come anywhere NEAR figuring out what this is all about (and if you are not W-Josh, who already knows), I’ll bake you cookies. Happy guessing!!
Y’all, there are so many thoughts in my head right now, I feel like I’m going to short-circuit. Thoughts of life and death, of Life and Death, thoughts of friendship and beauty, laughter and tears, compassion and care, thoughts of duties and errands, thoughts of the future, thoughts of marriage, commitment and sacrifice, passion and calling, gratitude and selfishness, courage, foolishness, mistletoe, prudence, caution, throwing caution to the wind, hospitality, hedonism, self-control, service and love.
But the greatest of these is love. May I walk in love daily, never forgetting where it comes from or who it tells me I am, and never backing down from what it requires of me.
I don’t know how life works, really. I don’t know how you go from one phase into another, I don’t know how you raise kids, I don’t know how relationships are formed, grown, lost, rekindled, etc., and I don’t have a clue in the world what I’m doing most of the time. I just get up every day and tell myself to get in the shower. Then I make a mental note to call the rental office later and tell them my tub is stopped up again. Then I choose clothes to put on, sometimes with greater effort than other times. Then I put my makeup on the same way I’ve done it for the last fifteen years and try to do something with my hair that I don’t find boring even though I know that no one else in the world ever finds my hair boring. I do what I have predetermined that I will do each day, and if I haven’t predetermined anything, I’ll probably spend the day watching Bones on Netflix.
I don’t know how to date or get married or find out what goes on in the minds of men or really even how to love people well at all, and I know I screw it up on a daily basis, but I’m thankful for the grace my friends and family have shown me over the years as I’ve begun to at least want to figure it out. I don’t know how to proceed from here, but that’s ok because I’m thankful for my family and friends who are willing to walk with me even as I wander in circles. I don’t know where I’ll end up or how I’ll get there, but I’m thankful for companions along the journey.
There’s so much I don’t know. So much. And the learning curve of my life right now feels so steep. But I can’t help feeling thankful for all the people in my life who love me so completely, and I just want to encourage all of you just in case you feel clueless like me. You’re doing fine. Keep up the good work. And thank you.
My brain is not firing on all cylinders these days, so I apologize for the vagueness of this post. I don’t have complete, coherent thoughts or lessons learned or decisions made to share with you. This is where I am, so this is what you get. Thanks for loving me anyway.
Y’all. I feel like tired that got tired, fell asleep, and woke up still tired. This week has been so utterly exhausting, I cannot explain it in words that currently exist in the lexicon. We’ve been going non-stop since Saturday morning, learning everything we can about World Team, church planting, discipleship, evangelizing, leadership and multiplication. And that only got us through Monday morning. For the rest of Monday and Tuesday, we were being assessed in smaller groups while we worked on tasks they gave us wherein we had to use everything we’d learned and some things we hadn’t. Then today, we each had at least two interviews that took 45 minutes to an hour apiece while simultaneously putting together a massive project with our groups. At the end of the day, it was all I could do to drive back to my host home and get in the bed. I didn’t sleep, but I rested my eyes (literally, turns out that’s really a thing) for an hour, and it was glorious. Then we went out for Philly cheese-steak. Well, I had Philly cheese-veggies, and oh my gosh it was amazing! The bread, y’all. It’s all about the bread.
So I think tomorrow is when we find out if they want us. I think. I’ve left my schedule in the car, but I think it’s tomorrow because after we find out, we still need more time to talk about our next steps. So that makes sense. Which is weird because I don’t think kindergarten math would make sense to me right now.
I said yesterday that if you ever decide you want to know everything about yourself that you never wanted to know or thought to ask, this is the place to do it. It’s crazy hard, but also super awesome, and even though I would love to sleep until 2012 right now, it’s been totally worth it. I’ve been prodded (verbally, nothing weird), challenged, tested, pushed and made to cry several times, but I’ve been more encouraged by these people than anything. Seriously. It’s been exhausting, yet oddly refreshing, and while I have the outcome I’m really hoping for in mind, if it turns out differently, it’ll still have been worth it.
But I’ll need to get a good week’s sleep before I acknowledge that.
I know what you’re thinking. Which way is she going to go with this? Is it going to be about living the dream or Febreeze-ing a giant cockroach? Well, friends, why not both? Heck yes, this is all about having your cake and eating it too. Without any fuzzy bugs distracting you.
But not really. This is really about how I made a to-do list, and I’m doing so well knocking it out, I’ve started adding the things I’m already doing to it just so I can cross them off and feel more productive. Like “blog.” It’s on the list, and I’m doing it. Check me out! I might even add “watch 3 episodes of Bones” to it in a minute. We’ll see. I’m waiting for my laundry to dry (on the list) so I can pack (also on the list) for my out-of-town trip (wink wink). You know the one I mean. Wait. Maybe you don’t. Well, I mentioned in this post that World Team has invited me for a week of assessment, and it’s next week, so I’m leaving tomorrow after work to head up to PA for that.
My lesson plans are done (on the list) , I’ve got road trip snacks already (list), and I even got my oil and my air filter changed (not on the list). And while we’re on that, let’s talk for just a moment about Jiffy Lube, shall we? Do they really need to adjust my seat to drive the car 20 yards through the garage? I mean really? Then it feels all out of whack, and I can’t get it back exactly the way I had it. I would rather throw it in neutral and push it myself.
Ok, the dryer just stopped, so I’m off to fluff-n-fold. I’ll try to give y’all updates next week, but if you’re the praying kind, toss a few up for me over the next 10 days or so, for wisdom, stamina, a buddy to process with while I’m there, safe travel, etc.
Thanks, y’all. Hearts all around.
We’re all moved!! And I don’t think there’s been a day in the past week that I haven’t woken up completely sore from all the lifting and carrying large, heavy things up and down stairs. Who needs the gym? I’m just going to start my own moving company. Stay in shape AND make money! Genius!
Nah. I think I would hate that within a week.
So please come over because as I get things put into place, I like my apartment more and more. Mostly, I think I just like decorating my apartment. Perhaps I missed my calling as an interior decorator. Nah. That would involve decorating for people who have wildly different tastes from mine, and I would want to decorate their homes like I would decorate mine, and they wouldn’t like it, and I would get fired. I should probably just stick with that I’m good at – decorating my own apartment.
How many other occupations can I consider in one blog post? I think I’m done. I’m on limited battery at the ‘Bou, and I have yet to accomplish the task for which I came over here, which was to investigate internet services for the apartment, so I’ma get back to it, but I just wanted to let you know that the moving was completed successfully, and I’m VERY glad that I have a few days off completely to recuperate and put things in order. If you want to help, give me a ring (round cut, sapphire or just phone works too).
Oh man. Between packing and moving and working and professionally developing and stressing out about the last-minute remodeling of both our bathrooms and our consequent inability to move any more things into our apartment until tomorrow, I’m beat. Totally, utterly and thoroughly exhausted. So forgive my absence this past week. I’ve been a tad busy plowing through the first five stages of moving, making the specific decision this go-round to skip the crap multiplication part entirely by also skipping the organized moving part and going directly to the throwing in the towel part. I think it’s working. But I’m still super tired. So off to bed I go.