...had a job, and an apartment in a hip town in Southern Michigan. My walls were orange and green, I was part of a strong church and various ministries within it.
Today, I'm unemployed and quasi-homeless (yes, mom, I know I'm always welcome at your house). The walls of my former apartment are painted white (badly, I might add). I'm unattached to any faith body, and I'm currently sitting in Indianapolis, wrapped up in borrowed blankets before I rev myself up to continue my long journey to Southern...Texas.
Lessons learned:
1) Oil-based paint is the most wretched substance known to mankind.
2) Packing up a whole apartment takes ages longer than packing up a dorm room.
3) My mom rocks.
4) I'm capable of a lot more than I believe sometimes.
Shout out to my one reader, Ms. Gina, who is recently engaged and wants me to be her maybe-sometimes-maid of honor. Haha. It'd be my pleasure, and I'd even be happy to share duties with someone who's actually in-state. ;)
It's 8:36 in the A.M. and I need to pack up and ship out. Memphis, TN tonight!
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