DOORS

There's something gratifying about slamming a door. Not only does the rattle of the windows and the ache of the door frame make you feel in control, the idea of closure in and of itself is satisfying.

There have been very few closed doors in my life as of late. The "maybe" of squeaky hinges, and job possibilities lingering. The draft from doors not quite shut have made the dialogue in my mind of things to come ever more present.

I know that I am no longer a door-slammer, and that I have to relinquish SOME if not ALL control to the One who made those doors, but darned if I'm taking my own wisdom and putting it into action.

WEDDED BLISS: THE THIRD YEAR

In honor of our third anniversary, I found these questions from "the Newlywed game" to answer. Have fun reading, and repost if you so choose.

1. What would your spouse say was the last thing the two of you argued about? Time
2. What percentage of the house work would your spouse say they do? 50%+ (and he's right)
3. If your spouse could be married to a movie star who would they choose? Gennifer Goodwin
4. When you first met your spouse, what would they say was the one thing which first caught their attention about you? my job
5. If you won the instant jackpot loto for $500.00, what would your spouse do with it? save it, or pay off credit card debt.
6. Where was your first date? The Cheesecake Factory
7. What car did you take on your honeymoon? We didn't, we flew to Seattle and took public transit there.
8. How long date before getting married? 6 months, 23 days.
9. What is your favorite fast food restaurant? Your spouse’s? hers: Panera Bread, his: Chipotle
10. If your spouse could change jobs, what would be his/her dream job? a school administrator
11. If you had 2 weeks and money was not much of an object, where would you go? Italy
12. What was the best vacation you’ve ever taken together? our honeymoon to Seattle
13. What is your spouse’s favorite food? spaghetti
14. What will your spouse say is your favorite food? gnocchi
15. If you had a day off alone and could do whatever you wanted, what would it be? lie in bed all day
16. What color was the front door on the first place you lived together? beige
17. If you could have constant access to one store, what store would it be? Target
18. What is your spouse's favorite "comfort food"? mashed potatoes
19. What one item of clothing does your spouse wear that you just can't stand? baggy tshirts
20. When your spouse leaves the house, what time is it? party time, time to clean, or nap time? naptime
21. Who would your spouse say was the "better catch" out of the two of you? me
22. What would your spouse say his/ her greatest strength would be? seeing both sides of everything
23. What is your spouses most irritating habit? biting his nails
24. Who takes the longest to get ready in the morning? probably him
25. Who drives the worst? me
26. Who hogs the bed covers? him
27. What was breed and name of her childhood pet? Sadie, a clumberspaniel
28. What is the most she has ever paid for a pair of shoes? $75.00
29. What is your spouse's favorite color? blue
30. What was the last book they read? the Confession by John Grisham

Today is brought to you by the letter "Y" and the number "3"

As I sit here during my prep time, I've decided to clean out my desk. Not the ominous, "go clean out your desk" just a subtle "Rebecca, you only have three days left" kind of thing. I guess I didn't give myself enough credit... WHY is this bugging me so much?

It's just a job, it's just paper, pencils, and art projects, but it's final. 3 days. 3 days of doing what I do everyday. 3 days of pining after stability. 3 days of being needed. 3 days with coworkers who make me laugh and get under my skin all at the same time. 3 days until unemployment. 3 days until freedom.

I suppose denial is a fun place to live for a while... but my mind's been wandering lately about the next step. Why is it so hard to trust that what's in store will be far better than what is now?

THE HUMBLE HUSBAND

This weekend is a big one for us, Phillip will be celebrating his first Father's Day, and he and I have our 3rd anniversary on the 21st.

Needless to say... it's time for another round of "what to buy the husband that doesn't want anything" times two. (One present being from Carter, of course)

However, my husband is, singlehandedly, the world's HARDEST person to shop for. He doe

sn't play video games, work on cars, or worship a particular sports team. He already owns every John Grisham novel written, and he doesn't pine after big ticket items.

Watches, ties, and things for the office are WAAAAAAAAY too cliche... so alas, I'm grasping for straws here.

I think I might have to settle for the most adorable board book called, "Daddy Loves Me" for Father's Day.

As for our anniversary... I guess we'll see...

THINGS I LOVE

Obviously, my perfect son... who, yes, is standing on his own.

The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle

(and all the uber cute activities I'm creating with my preschoolers for summer school)

No Time for Flashcards My favorite idea blog right now! The source of aforementioned activities.

Target Mobile Coupons (as if I didn't have a Target problem before.)

LIMBO

The last few months have been an interesting journey through the unknown. I can't help but feel like everything is in limbo. It's like the game... every time you think it's impossible to bend backwards any lower, without upsetting the bar, or falling down, you make it. It seems as if each time I feel ever so slightly confident, the bar is lowered.

If nothing else, it's been a great lesson in flexibility. And trust.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6

INTENTIONALITY

So the purpose of my blog has changed more than a few times, even before I have committed any of these ideas to print. I loathe the dark, self-indulgent, absurdly introspective that usually pours out when I start.

So I pledge this to be an upbeat place for ideas to flow and stories to be shared. This will be the Rebecca I commit to becoming. Not defined by job, or responsibilities, or titles. I will simply be me.