This might just be a rambly sort of blog, as I simply feel the desire to write what I want, without care about cohesion.

I am trying to not feel discouraged about where I am in life.  I am trying to find the purpose and good in where God has me currently.  There is purpose, there is good.  I just can’t seem to get over what I’d rather be doing.  And as I spent another Saturday morning by myself, I again reminded myself that this might be my life forever, and that perhaps I ought to simply accept and embrace it.

I’ve begun reading the book, Introverts in the Church: Finding Our Place in an Extroverted Culture.  One of my profs from undergrad, who is himself an introvert, recommended it awhile ago, and it’s been on my nightstand, waiting for me.  I think it is going to be a very redemptive book for me.

The Method hand soap dispensers are probably the best designed hand soap dispensers ever.  I recommend buying one simply to have, and then refilling it with a soap that is realistically priced.  Because it gets all the soap out, instead of consistently leaving an 1/8″-1/4″ in the bottom.

There is a boy who I almost dated last year who is sometimes awkwardly friendly with me this year.  Thinking back, I should have known it would never work from the time I made red potato soup and he put ketchup in it. Who does that?

If I ever get married, I’m pretty sure all I will care to put on the gift registry is kitchen stuff.  Who needs anything else?  And there are so many delightful things I wish I owned, wish I could afford.  (What a silly reason to want to get married… but honestly, how else do you get a Kitchen Aid Mixer, the ultimate mixer?)

When I read blogs, I notice grammar and spelling issues.  But I rarely point them out to the author, even if its a friend.  Is that good or bad?  I haven’t decided yet.

And finally, there are patches of blue sky today, and that makes me happy.