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Seriously?? :P

She exits the bathroom refreshed from her nighttime shower and teeth cleaning, ready to do some stretching and reading and get to sleep… and she freezes. A wall of… What on Earth???? Uuggghh!… potent gas hits her in the face. Not the kind that is dangerous to one’s health, of course, but the kind dangerous for one’s constitution, for one’s keeping down cookies.

“Golly,” she says, “Sometimes one can be too comfortable spending the night at a friend’s house!” And she promptly turns on all the fans and lights a match and candle to disperse and destroy the smell as fast as possible, before she gags or passes out from the dense, noxious gas… and not for the first time…

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Saturdays

I absolutely love having something to do on a Saturday. For sure, yes. But having a lot to do on a Saturday is just rather overwhelming for me. I want one to three things… gym first thing, then one or two other things to happen throughout the rest of the day before a normal bedtime for me. Tomorrow, we had three things on the list after the gym, and it was all quite doable, because the third thing was so late. However, something came up that filled Sunday. So, now we also have to go to church Saturday evening, since we don’t want to have to get up super early Sunday, when we know we likely will be getting back to town and getting to sleep late Saturday night. So, four things. And then a call came up today that has to happen tomorrow… and prep work that has to happen before that call. We’re at six things now. And then, I get a message from my sister about my niece’s final softball game… tomorrow. (She hadn’t said anything about any previous games, and I hadn’t even known about the softball at all, but for a comment from my dad the other week. So, I figured her mentioning it meant it was important and would make a difference for me to attend.)

And there we have what was once a three-activity Saturday now turned into a seven-activity Saturday. Talk about stress and strain… I like buffer time. If I end up doing seven things, that’s great. It’s because I had so much open time and energy. But planning ahead of time for seven things… that’s just too much for my level of comfort.

But I am trusting God in this whole thing, and I ask for His guidance in fulfilling His will tomorrow and always. Dear God, hear this prayer, please. In Your name, I pray. Amen.

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P.S. Happy Earth Day, y’all!

Late night

“I don’t know what to write!” she declared as she sat, eyes half closed and bleary, exhausted on her floor. But she was talking to herself, she discovered, as her floor companion had, in the past 60 seconds, utterly and absolutely passed out from his own exhaustion.

She sighed with humor… the draw to take care of this grown adult like a small child, to give all she had into the love, support, and care of this person was growing stronger by the second. She sighed again…

She dared not only to dream it or to hope for it, but she actively pursued it. And she loved it.

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Dedication and Insanity

“Your dedication to this stuff is insane,” he says with genuine awe, referring to my evening stretches, reading, and writing.

And, you know, he’s right. Even when I am ill and feeling terrible, I’ll still do my daily routine of stretches and reading and writing. Regularly, it will take me over an hour to get ready for bed, mostly because of all the stretches. And yet I persist. Yes, it is a bit crazy how I always do them all, every day. You see, not doing that, for me, would be odd… If I’m going to do something daily, then I am going to do it. And, I guess, there are loads of people who not even show up to it as half of a person…

*God is a part of my life*

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America!

Tonight, we attended a performance by the wonderful, fun musical group America. They were friends as teenagers living in England way back when their parents were stationed there in the military, I believe in the 1970s. They opened for Pink Floyd when they were 18, and have been going strongly ever since, doing roughly 100+ concerts yearly for 52 years.

As the different songs came on, seeing my mom was one of the coolest parts of the night. “Gah, I feel like I’m 15..,” was what she said early on when a particular song played that had often played at her school dances back in high school. On one, when it started, she said something like, ‘Oh, this one is s total make-out song,’ referencing how all the kids would get together for this song at dances. It was really fun, but also informative – it was great getting to see this history of my mom, as well as enjoy it all with her myself.

Thank you, God, and thank you, America, for such a wonderful night! In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Nuts

Not only are we a white girl and an Asian girl living in a majority black and part-Hispanic apartment complex – read that ‘major minorities’ – but we are also just generally weird people in the first place… put us in black culture, and we become suddenly even more weird.

Example? Well, today, I tested out how best to go about cleaning the hallway outside our front door… the hallways are outdoors technically, but they are covered, and most have walls on both sides almost their entire lengths. However, they are coated in black and general dirtiness, and it is dreadful. It gets all over the bottoms of shoes, it is so horrible. So, what do I do? Naturally, I scrubbed it with bleach water. I would power wash if it were an option, but there isn’t a hose hookup on our floor near here, and I feel like that would be a bit frowned upon as a whole for the noise and water…

So, yeah… I was scrubbing the ground outside my front door this afternoon. And I’ll be using a bigger floor scrubber, probably tomorrow, to do the whole strip of the hallway next, now that I know it works. And I’m excited about it…

Crazy white girl, for sure… 😛

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Hoot-hoot, hoot-hoot

Night owlism showed up for me very strongly tonight. I got home a bit later than expected, and ate food and whatnot, but then got to work on unpacking and tidying. Each hour came and then went.. seven, eight, nine, ten… until midnight, I worked and got things moving for real. I doubt I will be up in three hours from now, so I pray for great sleep and rest tonight, God, and I thank you for this lovely and blessed life. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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Empirical data

As opposed to imperial… (stolen Death Star plans!)

Anyway, today marked my 201st workout at my gym for this membership year, April 8 of 2021 to April 7 of 2022. Tomorrow marks the beginning of my fourth year at this wonderful gym, and I am extremely grateful. Being part of this gym has helped to transform my life for the better – thank you, God, and thank you to all who have played positive roles in making this experience possible and happen. Amen.

I am the fittest I have ever been in my life right now, I look amazing, I feel amazing, I am strong, I am beautiful…, and I am woman – hear me roar. (No, literally, you can hear me roar regularly at these really tough workouts. I roared a bit just yesterday in the workout!) And my self-comfort and self-confidence are off the charts amazing, in large part due to this gym. It is spectacular, and so is the owner. Thank you immensely.

And now, after 201 workouts completed within year three, we shall set a new goal of 202 for year four. How many times do you do a really hard workout per week? Over here, we be crazy… and I know it. Doing my max effort pull-up’s after every workout, and getting two other guys to join the efforts for themselves after their workout of the day. Nuts, I tell you, we are nuts at this gym. And I am ever grateful and glad to be a part of it all. Thank you all. Thank you, God. This year will be 202 workouts for the year! Amen.

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