Monday, July 2, 2012

A Day Off

A list post, because I have the day off and because I can. Kind of a 'steam of consciousness.' 

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I haven't slept well for the past few nights. But last night? I was out. Brandon got dressed for work this morning about .5 inches away from the bed and when I woke up drooling at 8:30 a.m., I didn't even know he left. I needed that sleep. 

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I was able to unpack, do laundry, unload the dishwasher, pick up the house, go to the grocery store, pick up my mother-in-law's birthday gift and catch up on all of my DVR'd shows. Yesssss. 

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We're going to look at another house tonight. The first one fell through because the sellers decided they'd make more money leasing the house than selling it. Because, according to our realtor, they are "cash poor." According to me, they are shaaaaaaaady. So, we took that as the Lord saying this house was not for us. But, we've now been approved for a certain amount and if we want to put an offer on a house tomorrow, we could. Love having buyer's status! 

Of course the day my realtor wants to go look at houses, I took a shower, but didn't put make-up on or blow-dry my hair. I look like a wet rat, but whatever. 

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I've been immersed in the adoption story of this couple that went to Baylor. So, so sweet. 

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I love my mom's tweet this morning: "Why is it that Christians complain about too many praise songs in church or standing for too long? Aren't we going to be singing for eternity?" 

It's been on my heart all day. I get so annoyed at people that complain about drums in church, or too many hymns {or too less hymns} during worship. Amen to that, mama! 

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I'm so ready for Trader Joe's to open in my neck of the woods! Hurry, Trader Joe's, before I move to the 'burbs! 

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I'm going to try to beautify myself and get supper on the table before our 7 p.m. realtor appointment. Fingers crossed for us, por favor!

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