Monday, September 24, 2007

Hit the ground running...

My days as a professionally unemployed person officially came to an end last week. The month without the burden of a paycheck flew by all too quickly. Upon explaining to friends, family, co-workers, clinic patients and the checkout guy at the grocery store that I was quitting my clinic job in August and not starting my Young Life job until October, most replied, "And what are you going to do with a month off? You're going to be bored to tears!." Well, to all and any who lost sleep over the fear of my being under-occupied, you can flush the Snooze-aid.

In the last five weeks, I (in more or less chronological order):

  • Sat on my front porch and drank tea and watched the rain fall until all hours of the night
  • Began training for the Rushmore marathon
  • Wrecked a mountain bike in North Dakota/sprained my ankle/gave up training for the Rushmore marathon
  • Had my wisdom teeth removed
  • Went to Denver on a bus with 40 teenagers to see a Rockies game and hang out at Elich's
  • Innertubed down the Niobrara River
  • Moved out of my apartment
  • Lived nomad-style out of a suitcase (4 hotels, 3 houses, a cabin, a retirement center and a church)
  • Bought a mountain bike
  • Waded in Rapid Creek
  • Watched the fountains at the Belagio at midnight
  • Swam in the ocean
  • Met Mickey Mouse
  • Hiked, hiked, and hiked some more
  • Read a few good books
  • Spent some much needed time just sitting in coffee shops and brushing up on my long-neglected love of writing
  • Spent too much money at Borders
  • Fulfilled my life-long dream of being a Barista
  • Substitute taught at the high school
  • Met at least 100 new, wonderful people

It's been loads of fun, but I am becoming anxious to get going with all this new stuff in my life right now. I'm pretty sure I haven't experienced this much change at one time since...ever. It's a little nuts. I have that sort of terrified/excited/adrenaline-rush feeling you get just before you try something crazy, like flying Kamakazi (sp?) style down a single track on a bike. (Which, in the past, didn't work out so well for me...which is where my analogy sort of breaks down...but, um, anyway...) It's going to be great. I often think, "Whoohoo! I have no idea what I'm doing!!!" But whatever happens, it's going to be good, right? I mean, it's not necessary all going to be fun, but it's all going to be good, in the long run. (Which is my philosophy about travel...which is an entirely different journal entry...) I prayer regularly (and selfishly) that God would fill my life with adventure. He hasn't let me down yet.

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