I would just like people to know that I don’t have it all together.
Moving to California sounds pretty glamorous, but believe me when I say it’s really not at it’s cracked up to be.
Except the warm sunshine. That’s glamorous.
Oh and the mountains/hills during the sunrises and sunsets.
Oh and the beaches. The beaches are nice too.
But the sunshine really makes sweater weather impossible.
And the hills/mountains kill my gas mileage.
And the beaches aren’t really that easily accesible with such wonderful traffic here in So Cal.
I love California so much. I love my church family, I love the weather, I love how Jesus has so met me here.
But I still don’t have my life together.
My room is always a mess. Getting up to go to work is always harder than it should be. My new mattress hasn’t made sleeping through the night that much easier, and I have three more days to finish my halloween costume that is currently piled up on my futon.
I am still figuring out what the heck teaching even is. I am trying to read 5 books at one time because I can’t ever make decisions.
I have no idea where I want to be this time next year. Absolutely none.
Well, I know I don’t want to be in Illinois (sorry mom<3).
I have no idea what the heck I am doing. Seriously no idea.
But I love it here in my new home. So I am making roots. I getting planted in my church community, trying (and not always exceeding) to make new friends other than Allie’s one-year-old daughter, and buying overpriced magazines and goat cheese salads because community and relationships are what life is all about.
All to say- I don’t have my life figured out, and I still call my mom on a regular basis to make sure I am making decent life decisions.
Live your life guys. Cause you only have one. Make roots, love where you are and never look back.
Except when thinking of a good memory. Memories are good.
See you soon,