Probably one of my favorite lines in Stephen King’s The Stand is when Randall Flag meets another character (can’t remember who right now), and says “Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name!” The other character doesn’t understand this, of course, but we do because we know that Randall Flag is the ultimate evil. I also love the song by the Rolling Stones, which, despite the religious community’s attempts to demonize, honestly has plenty of theological accuracy and does not in any way portray Satan as someone who does indeed deserve “sympathy.”
Tomorrow is my half-day. I’ve enjoyed doing these “flex hours” during the summer (every other week, we work 9 hours for the first four days and then get a half day that Friday). I’ll definitely be ready to get back to a normal schedule, though, come fall. I’m just waiting for fall with eager anticipation, and I feel a little bad about that, because I don’t want to wish my time away, but I’m so very tired of summer. We got our AC fixed yesterday, so the house is holding a constant 79 (because we’re frugal!), which feels like paradise compared to the evenings of 85-degree heat!
I’m done with these detoxes. Honestly. I don’t know why I’m drawn to them…probably because I want some quick fix with no actual work to do, which I know to be stupid from my seven years
as a faithful Weight Watchers employee. Nevertheless, I think that because of the thirty pounds I’ve gained, I want something that will work quickly, even though I fully recognize that it won’t work in the long run and probably isn’t healthy. For your viewing pleasure, here’s my breakfast from today, diced potatoes cooked (with no oil) with onions and some ketchup and hot sauce. Unfortunately for me, we also had a “potato bar” at lunch today (one of our companies bought lunch for us), so I am officially potato-ed out. Also, unfortunately, Joey bought almost twenty pounds of potatoes at Sams yesterday, so now I’ve got to find some good recipes to do to use up the potatoes. I’m also thinking of letting one or two grow some eyes and then planting them in the yard, just to see what happens.
Also, I wanted to post a picture of my prize from bowling last week: the incredibly bada** skull mug:
It makes me feel like such a rebel (haha)! Here’s a closer view of my mug, filled with steaming hot, mediocre coffee:
Not much to report right now on the knitting front. I’ve been very tired the past several days and have done almost nothing while I’ve been at home. I’ve also been doing a lot of reading, and I’m not skilled enough to even think about trying to do both at the same time. I do plan to finish my cami tomorrow (I’ll have several hours at home in the afternoon), so yay for that!
I’m amazed by this new emotion that I’ve been feeling the past couple of days….hope. It’s something that I’ve not felt in quite some time, almost long enough that I really didn’t remember what it felt like. I knew that the anxiety was a problem when I realized that I couldn’t distinguish between excitement and fear. They both feel the same to me….when I’m excited about something, I have to consciously remind myself repeatedly, because otherwise, the emotion is the exact same as fear and I’ll forget that I’m feeling that way for a good reason. I think that’s ending, though, because I’m feeling pretty excited about our lives right now and it doesn’t resemble fear in the least. God’s really doing some awesome stuff, and I’m excited to see what’s next!