Wow. Lord willing tomorrow at this time I will knows as a true American homeowner. I've had many people ask me if I'm excited and they seem puzzled by my response of "I'm just ready to get it over." It's not that I'm not grateful and I'm not looking forward to owning my own home, but I just don't think 'excited' is the right word. It must be my frugal nature that sees all the dinero I'm putting down and realizes I've saved all these years and now, wham-o, I'm back to having little saved again. I hope that doesn't seem ungrateful, because believe me, I'm very grateful to God for blessing me in this. I guess it's just that part of me that draws a little security knowing I have enough money in savings to take care of myself in case of an emergency. Like I could ever have enough! Anyway, I digress. So I will be a homeowner. It will be very nice to be living in my own abode after being a nomad for two weeks. Nomadic life is nice in some ways because it causes me to change up that thing that I really hate but have succumbed to because a decent life demands it: routine. So I welcome the brief moments of flexibility to my normal schedule in order to keep things fresh and new-like the pants I wear to work for instance. I really wish I'd been wise enough to pack and extra pair before I stored all my stuff as this pair is very stale. Ok my diatribe is coming to an end. I'm not even really sure why I felt a need to post today. I was just in the mood, I suppose. I'm going to live dangerously and not even proofread it either!! I'm so daring....
Hebrews 11:13-16
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Thanks for your quasi-excitement! It means a lot, sort of! :-)
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