God has been blessing me immensely with more hours and extra shifts at work this week. Today, I spent about eight hours helping prep for 4th of July. It's kind of like Super Games' version of "black Friday". We moved around tons of stuff, loaded trailers, cleaned the warehouse a little... It was all very hard work, but totally worth it. I love my job. I'm covering an actual event shift tomorrow from roughly 2pm-midnight, so that'll be cool (I can finally sleep in!!). Also, I think it's like two hours away. That means a long, paid drive to just read and chill, both ways! :)
I was really in the mood to cook tonight, so I pulled a bunch of stuff from the fridge: chicken, salsa, onions, garlic, cream cheese, spinach, tortillas, some herbs and stuff. I basically threw it all in a pan (only with much more grace that "threw" would imply). It tasted really good, and there are even two pictures! I'm just really proud of myself is all.
The whole dinner, salad and the chicken concoction.
Close-up of the chicken concoction.
I spent some time talking to a couple friends, and even managed a slight hint of productivity (not including work today and unloading/reloading the dishwasher, cleaning up after cooking, making more tea, etc).
I love sweet tea so much.
My parents made a deal to help me pay them what I owe them for phone and insurance and stuff. That's cool. I can handle the busy if it means less debt to people.
I read this quote recently, from Theodore Roosevelt:
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
I've been struggling so much with relational fear recently, just struggling when I think about several friendships and where they are going (for better or worse). This quote is pretty moving, even with respect to relational/people matters.
I really need to start memorizing more things: scripture, quotes, poetry, etc. They all have their usefulness at some point or another.
p.s. I miss my school friends so much it hurts sometimes. Sunday was really bad. Tonight was tough, too. Sam is visiting on Friday! :D :D :D
Sigur Rós - Ágætis Byrjun
(I wasn't originally into this at all, but it's so relaxing, and something about it seems really profound.)