Tractor Tales

Today I was driving home, speeding down the back roads with music blaring, when I got stuck behind a tractor. Everything in me wanted to pass him. I was going a very good speed, but now I was moving like a snail. I didn't understand. As soon as my impatience was almost unbearable and I was about to pass, the tractor turned.

Then I realized something. I need to learn to take life slowly. I need to learn to take life for what it's worth. Lately, I have become a planner. From this time to this time I will do this and starting at this time I will do that. Who does that? Apparently, the whole world since we all seem to have jam packed schedules with barely enough time to sit down for a meal (this is something I will always take time out for). I mean, being a planner is good. Everyone needs a plan now and then, but it shouldn't be what life is about. You need excitement and unpredictability. You need this.

So, next time I get stuck behind a tractor, I'm going to enjoy it. Soak in the scenery. Look at God's beautiful, hand-crafted creation. Next time, I'll be patient and take life slow.

Wrapping up and moving on.

School is almost over my friends. For this, my heart fills with joy.

I cannot wait for the end of the semester. But with the end of the semester, comes the piles of projects, papers and tests. It's almost impossible to keep your head above water. Somehow, this semester, I am managing. Maybe I'm more laid back about school. Maybe I have better time management skills. Or maybe, right now, I am so ready for summer that I don't care. Maybe...

Ever felt like you were losing a friend? Yup, I feel that. They are so caught up in some one time experience they had that they forget about your friendship. You have been replaced by others, who they don't really know or doesn't really know them. It's awful. It breaks my heart. But I guess that's life. You are close to someone and things happen. Life changes and people move on. I just hate being the one left in the past of the way things used to be.

Camper?

This summer has so much in store for little ole Lindsey. I'm going to be a camp counselor in Indiana. Yes, that means being away from home and everything I know for 8 whole weeks. It's scary. Things are going to change. Heck, I'm going to change. I don't want to leave my family and all my friends. It's me being selfish, but I absolutely know it's what's suppossed to happened. It's been confirmed many times after much prayer.

Teaching these kids about Jesus is going to be awesome and stretch me in so many ways. I can't wait. This summer is going to be absolutely amazing, even though I'm kind of scared. I won't know anyone. I'll have to completely start over and make new friends. It makes me nervous and excites me. This summer is sure to stretch me in some good ways.

Oh my word. I am a freakin' lesson plan making machine. Word up. Something about working in the details and seeing the finishing product makes me proud. Seriously, this is what I'm suppossed to do. I've found my niche.

Tennessee weather is so weird. Last week was so much like spring. Today is cold. What's that about?

Well, I'm off to go relax a little before dinner and heading out with Betsy. I worked a lot today. I am tired. For real.

This weekend was quite an adventure. Snow hit Nashville and this left all of us stranded after the boy's show. We went to Morgan's house for a sleepover. Good times.

I called out of work on Saturday and we basically sat around all day until the video shoot. The location for the shoot was freezing. I felt like I was camping again. After that, I went home and slept.

Yesterday was pretty exciting itself. Church in the morning, wonderful Panchos, then to Betsy's to find something to do. After much contemplation, we went to Opry Mills, where we got paid to test drive a truck. I drove it. Trucks make me feel powerful. I like them. I don't think I've ever laughed so much as I did yesterday.

So it was a good weekend. I love those action packed-non work related weekends. :)

Back to School.

Today I went to school. Not college, but elementary school to observe. Third graders have stolen my heart. I love them.

I was nervous this morning, running late as usual and running out the door with lunch and papers in hand. When I walked into the classroom, I was greeted by the teacher, Ms. Watson. She is so nice and so honest. This is something that I value. The kids are so well behaved, let me tell you. And if there is any "rowdiness", she cures it with one simple look or request. I want my class to be like this.

It's amazing to see the different personalities of the kids and the development. Sitting in the back of the classroom, I had the perfect view of what was going on with the kids. All of them are spunky and eager to learn. This excites me. The kids seemed excited for a visitor to be in the class with them. I kept getting glances during the class and I even got to help with their times tables. Yes, I did. :)

So tomorrow I go back. Not so nervous this time. I'm ready. After today, I realized that this is where I'm suppossed to be and I'm glad. There's something reassuring about knowing that you are where you're suppossed to be in life. God has a plan for everyone and I like to think that I have partially discovered his plan for this time in my life.

Until next time.
Lindsey

Lazy Days

Not having to go to work or school makes me realize how much I miss sitting at home sometimes. During the week, I feel like I am never at home, except to sleep or eat with my family. Other than that, I live at the Gap or MTSU or friend's houses. It's crazy. I miss this home stuff. I miss this doing nothing stuff too. It's something that you hate doing because it's boring, but when it's gone, you're like "where did that time go? i miss it."

Last night, we went to Nashville to see a show. Satco happened beforehand. I love that place. Who doesn't love cheap Mexican food and Vandy boys? The show was good. I'm not sure the city is where I belong though. I like it, but maybe not the place for me. I think I'm so comfortable in the suburbs where everyone is like me. Crazy, I know.

Well, I really need to go change my oil. Rather have someone else change my oil. My car is in dire need of that stuff. My dad always tells me "if you take care of your car, it'll take care of you." So I'm going to go take care of my car.

Enjoy this lovely Friday.
Lindsey