Almost October. . .

I said something about Hillsong to Jered last night and he said, "That's not tonight, that's in September." I reminded him it was September. He had a blank look on his face. "You thought it was still August, didn't you?" I asked him. He said he had.

Yeah. Me too.

8 years ago today Jered proposed to me. Thought I'd throw that out there. It's a great story. Ask me about it sometime. Back in '04, today was a Sunday and we went to the Ren Fest with Harmonie and Jason.

I'm leaving early before I get to work and I'm buying trail running shoes today. Asics, of course. I called ahead to make sure they had them in. They're pink and black. Oh yeah.

What began as my "Target Diet" has simply become a better way of living-- without the stress of work. I've lost 10 lbs in the past five weeks. I'm now where I was back in spring of '08. Of course, we don't go back to that year. That's one of the lost years.

I had a talk with my HR a week or so ago. I was kinda ready to get out of my store. Drama, you know. It happens at work. She told me to hang on. She told me it was only 6 more months or so before I could look at getting geared up to move on. 18 months is how long I must stay in my current position. I do love being a TL of the bakery but my 18 months is up in April (not that I'm counting) and she's hinted that if I can get some certain ducks in a row, perhaps the future will open up for me. So my big 3-0 is looming and I'm kinda looking to that future.


Had dinner with a friend of mine last night. She has such a wide, open future and you know? I don't really envy her. I'm not big on choices. I kinda like knowing what's before me and trusting that God will open the right doors at the right time. I've always lived my life that way-- for better or worse. I've always known what I've wanted and I've always gone after it. I've never had the serious fork in the road, so to speak. I think God knows I wouldn't know what to do with myself. I would sit in that intersection and wait for a sign (here, Jered would add something about me picking flowers and singing softly to myself as well).

Went running last night. No shin splints. Loved it. I felt oh so accomplished and on top of the world. . . went running this morning and got my butt kicked. Oh, body. Should've started this when I was younger. . .  seriously thinking and rethinking this 4.4 mile trail run on Saturday. I sure wouldn't be able to run the whole thing. Trail running is difficult. It's an entirely different way to use your body. But running concrete seems so borring by comparison.

As an aside, I'm listening to the new Mumford and Sons album "Babel" on Spotify. Yeah, it was just released today.

Well. Guess that's all for now.