It's almost 11:30 and I can't go to bed because I painted my toes and they have to dry. I can't get impatient, because when I do, I always end up with sheet marks in the paint no matter how hard I try to keep meet feet out from under the covers. So I wait with a headache (yes, I took Tylenol) and drink my water like a good girl and go through every website I've already been through today. I was reading our friends' blog about their latest move cross-country and how well everything went and he used the word "favored" by God. It's hard in the midst of all this to not think that God is not favoring us, but when you really get down to it, we're still coming out ahead in all of this. Just because things are crazy doesn't mean that this move is the wrong thing, or dental school is the wrong thing - it's just a thing. I was pondering in bed last night about some of this and thought about how with each turn we take, God must, in His guiding love, make sure that we're ready for what we're going to face. He prepares us, even in little ways we may not notice, but He does. Before all this, I'd never worked for someone completely unreasonable, I'd never had a job where I had to learn something totally new and foreign, I'd never had to work through anything so emotionally draining. Erik and I had never dealt with major plumbing or structural problems in a home, never had to work through so much uncertainty and keep each other focused and positive. We've learned a lot about crazy real estate problems and what are good and bad ways to handle them. For two people facing dental school and the possibility of working in real estate - I think we should be thankful for the short courses we've endured these past few months.
I still don't think my toenails are dry, but they're better than when I started this post!
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