It’s been a pretty full-on type of week already and it’s not really slowing down any. I still have plenty to do, but I have no motivation to do it. I have a very close friend coming to out here tomorrow who I will be picking up from the airport which means a really early morning for me. I forsee an extremely tiring little me come late tomorrow afternoon. Eeep.
I had a bit of a fall in Faith early this week, but I think that I am alright now. I think money issues keep climbing on top of me and make me feel really discouraged and as a result, I try to bury myself in more work and leave no time for prayer or contemplation. It’s a common and regular struggle, I’m aware, but it doesn’t make it any less frustrating. I just always strive to get through it. Last night, I attended my weekly Rosary group that I have been going to for the past month and it’s always really good. We each spent some time praying for each other during the Rosary and concentrated a lot on each other’s intentions.
Sometimes, I realise I am looking for instant moments of change. As if I’m going to suddenly jump up afterwards and bounce out of the door because I’ve just “felt the spirit” … but it never happens. I have to remind myself that sometimes God changes things with a very gradual process. Sometimes I pray, and pray and pray and eventually I see the results and even then it takes me awhile to realise it was God’s doing and Praise it back up to Him — I’m a bit human in that respect.
In any event, I’m still feeling a bit yucky in general. My stomach is still not one hundred percent, and I have been turned off so many foods, it’s not funny. No more fish, sushi, vegemite, toast, stews, salads… Crazy, right? I can’t even drink coffee — it was the last thing I drank before getting food poisoned. Oh well, maybe I’ll feel right again in a weeks time.
My birthday party was so much fun. I have posted some pictures on my flickr account which can be seen on the left menu. You’ll see me in a dress … yep, you’re witnessing history. Remind me to start working out — my legs look similar to my 70-something yr-old grandmothers’. I invited about 35 people – some of them were polite invites and not extremely close friends — it worked out perfectly because only my close friends and family turned up. None of my friends really drink or go too silly with alcohol, so there was absolutely no dramas and both of my parents turned up and even managed to exchange words without blood — always a relief.
I got so many nice things and realized just how lucky I was to be blessed with the people that are in my life. I know it sounds cliched, but truly, every single one of my friends are so good. They are sweet and loving and accept me as I am no matter what crazy hijinks I’m getting up to for that week. (And goodness knows, there is always something!) … My friend made me something really special that warmed my heart to an extent indescribable and a beautiful book for my writing… It will be so handy for something that has been on my heart for a little while.
Meanwhile after getting home my room has turned in to what looks like the room of a typical teenager, only I’m 25 and usually pretty neat and tidy… I just can’t be bothered at the moment and as a result, it looks like this…
Oh yeah, I know… I should be ashamed of myself. I might actually clean up before my lovely little friend arrives tomorrow. Might.
In other news, I now have $700 dollars toward my MAC Book Pro… Sooo expensive, but I need it! (Need or want, hehe?) I am praying for financial intervention. I am desperate to get my web design business of the ground but I need several things in order to do so, including my new computer and a confidence that can only come from Almighty God, above.
