An obscure update

I have heard it said that a fly only lives one day. I think however once a fly is caught in a house, especially if it is larger and louder than the rest, it is somehow enabled to live much longer.

Today it finally is beginning to look like I am leaving my beloved apartment. For some strange reason, it reminds me of The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali. I think perhaps because the randomly strewn mirrors and strangely placed blue chair. Or perhaps that is just how my life this moment is feeling.

I am excited for this week. I have a pile of blankets I will be sleeping on and have my painting and sketching to keep me busy. Even possibly some guitar practicing.

This will be my last week as a nanny and I must say I will miss "my kids" dearly. I will very much miss Lilly's songs, her constant urging me to dance, and tight grip around me leg when Isaac would scare her. I will miss Serena's "Did you know..." and completely random knock knock jokes that didn't make sense at all. Oh, and especially her versions of the Bible stories I would tell her. I will miss Isaac's creativity and will always remember his band he made for me out of legos, beach balls, and tinker toys. And of course Jessica. I will completely miss her craziness, stories about school or friends, and complete awesomeness.
It has been a wonderful experience to be a nanny for such wonderful kids, I have learned so much. God has truly blessed me with this "job".

Hollister is going well. I have been requested to go to a casting call in Portland in two weeks. Chances are very slim I will actually become a model for them for the reasons that, One, they may not choose me and, Two, I may not actually model how they want me to. More on that subject to come.

Also this weekend I am moving to Yelm. I believe. Today is the first time I have not looked at this opportunity with excitement. I visited Yelm today, and I a cannot convey how much I love my Olympia compared to that city. I love Raymond as well, and even contemplated moving back after today's visit. I miss my friends and want to be back home with them. I miss my family and want to be back home with them. I miss my pets. I miss how it was.
And completely randomly I want to say that I hate growing up. I think it's silly.



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Still. God is in control. It will all be alright. He's in charge.