Sitting…at my dining room table.
Drinking…coffee, black. Coffee that, incidentally, came from Nicaragua by way of a guy who spoke at our church about his mission trip there.
Noting…that I am nearly always on the computer at my dining room table despite the fact that hello? it’s a laptop. For some weird reason, I treat it like a desktop.
Weighing…my options for the day. On the one hand: a good book, a cup of a coffee and the sofa. On the other hand: cleaning the dining room. And the living room. And the bathroom. And doing laundry.
Tired…from a busy day yesterday: Bible study followed by the crisis pregnancy center followed by car line followed by a (not so very) quick trip to the cell phone store followed by a (very) quick straightening up of the house / making of snacks followed by hosting the youth of our church for Bible study in our home followed by American Idol followed by falling asleep on the sofa.
Thinking…a trip to the cell phone store is worse than a trip to the doctor and the dentist combined in terms of waiting for-EVER!
Wondering…why it took me so long to volunteer at the crisis pregnancy center. I’m still in what may be a honeymoon stage, but I’m loving it. How I pray I will be found faithful in the proclamation of the good news of Jesus Christ!
Reading…Around the World in Eighty Days for the Classics Bookclub at 5 Minutes for Books posting on Tuesday. I just started it, thus the sofa and the coffee are looking pretty tempting. If you can read 80 Days in the next 4, why don’t you join us?
Recently finished…reading Leif Enger’s So Brave, Young and Handsome. Wonderful!
Also wondering…if I am boring. No, that’s not a question! Yesterday in Bible study we went around the room naming something we liked to do. The other girls listed noble pursuits like cooking or going to the gym. Me, I drew a blank. Cooking and the gym, neither register on my list of things I tolerate much less like. I did list reading and my friend added that I like to drink coffee and eat chocolate. In other words, boring. This ought not be a news flash; I mean, do I not remember the 25 things list?
Needing…among other things, to sort out the boys’ fall/winter and spring/summer clothes. Ugh. A loathsome task, indeed, though I ought to be (and am, really I am) grateful they have clothes though my gratitude is tempered by shame at just how much we do have when I consider how many have so little.
Not liking…my haircut I got a couple of weeks ago. I asked my stylist to go a little shorter, which she did, just as I requested. Only I don’t like it and can’t “do” it. Then my husband tells me he’s always liked my hair longer, a fact he claims I’ve always known. Maybe I have but it only makes me dislike my hair all the more. It will grow, I suppose.
Feeling silly…for posting about my hair. Other bloggers do so with fascinating results; me, it only sounds silly.
On that note…I’m off to put on a load of laundry and then either clean or read, I’m not telling which…