Tuesday, November 9, 2010

These are a few of my favorite things

Mr Goodbars
Symphony Toffee
butterfinger cappuchino
the color red
the key of G
subnetting the easy way
singing
singing with friends
singing with friends who can actually sing and harmonize
teaching people stuff
letting people into my world and it being a successful trip for them
hugs from really good friends
sleeping over at a friends house
making progress in anything
Libera
Enya
Bagel Bites
cheeseburgers with ketchup, mustard and bacon
Coca Cola
release
walking down riverside
independence
deeper voices
pretty sounds
feeling important
doing things the right way the first time
advancing
knowing I am socializing well
phone calls on the way home
lifting weights
bracelets
one on one conversations
helping without being codependent
kisses
driving
getting out of the house
scrabble
saying hello to people
building bridges
finding common ground
repetitive activity
music I can immerse myself in
swings
understanding and being understood
making good choices
getting sweaty and dirty then getting clean again
church
God
my bibles
Easy to understand sermons
work that I enjoy
coming home and not having to cook
knowing that I am irreplacible
feeling normal
the idea that I can live independently
roller coasters
making people laugh
my friends
my sponsor

I'm not sure what motivated me to put such a list on here. I guess because I am feeling a little tense and tight in the shoulders (or was) and making such a list has helped me to feel loads better. I have a lot to do this week and a meeting tomorrow of which I am very anxious. My partial is also messed up and I'm afraid I will have to go in the meeting tomorrow snaggletoothed.

Yesterday I had a conversation with a few of the people in my class and I ended up telling them that I'm waiting for marriage. I think the conversation got a little bit innapropriate, but they really seem to respect my views. Not too many almost 27 year olds still wait these days.
I have to remember that waiting doesn't make me childish and not waiting doesn't make me grown up.

I'm working on surrender lately. I have a good friend who pointed out that it seems like I am running my life. I am. I think I'm afraid to let God run it. And also, I wasn't sure until yesterday how to let God run my life, or signs that I'm the one taking control. She used tomorrow's meeting as an example. When I start going over what I'm going to say or what I think this person's going to say, or how I'm going to act or react, I'm taking control. The best thing to do is to sit back and let God handle it. It's hard for me not to worry. One of my shortcomings is obsessive thinking. Man, I wonder what God thinks of me!

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