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January 08, 2007
One AM and I can't sleep
I've been lying in bed trying to relax for a couple hours now. Hope I'm not getting insomniacal. Like maniacal.
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I'm working on a project that's a wedding gift for my friend Heather. She's getting married in just a few weeks...let me go get a ticker for her...
There you go, Heather. Anyhow, I'm working on a gift for her but am having a bit of trouble finding just the right fabric. I might have to settle for a second choice which would be just as cute.
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Regarding this project for Heather...I have to make buttonholes now and I am nervous. I'll have to practice on other fabrics.
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Here is a personality test:
| You Will Keep Your New Year's Resolution |
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The sad thing is that I lied to the test. Here it is again, being totally truthful:
| You Will Keep Your New Year's Resolution |
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Sigh.
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The button on the blogthings "Submit" got me to thinking about submission, a topic often and heartily recommended to women, esp. to married women. But here are a few thoughts to chew on:
*How can a woman be in submission to a man who is not himself in submission to the authority of Scripture and Christ?
*What does it mean to be submitted one to another? Surely s. isn't something just 60% of the population should do.
*Some members of my family think s. is becoming like a rag doll, totally devoid of energy, vim, personality, or opinion. Just going along with his plan, even when it's stupid.
*Other members of my family thing s. is the activity of covering for his every flaw. This is stupid too. It's not loving to allow the consequences of his sinful choices not to fall on him. It's codependent and enabling.
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We are moving Saturday. To N. GA, just 10 minutes south of where we are right now. Please call (I am not about to post my number here) or email (again, not gonna do it, not gonna just post my address here) or comment if you can spare a few hours Saturday or Monday, MLK Day. To load/unload boxes, furniture, and possibly clean a bit.
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When some friends of ours moved to FL last year, we went and helped them. The Dude loaded boxes while I scrubbed down the fridge. That' loving (just to toot my own horn) and truly a service. Do it for someone if you can...anyone, it doesn't have to be me.
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Ok. Those were some random thoughts. I'll go get some milk and microwave it. And watch some late-late tv (not Jessica Simpson's zit cream, though, nor a rotisserie, spaghetti steam-boil-cooker, oxygen based laundry soap, or an abdominal muscle exerciser + cardiovascular exercise regimen). I'll go find some silly SciFi or maybe Craig Ferguson. Night night, all.
| By The Newest Worker | 01:18 AM
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This Saturday?? E-mail me with details. I'll make an effort to be there, but just in the afternoon for a few hours.
Also, I got the same results as you did. Odd. :)
Posted by: Carrie at January 8, 2007 11:11 AM
I like all your thoughts here, but especially the ones regarding submission. Thanks!
Posted by: funke at January 8, 2007 11:18 AM
I just realized (and it's 1pm now, I actually realized just after I logged off and looked for Craig Ferguson) that CF doesn't have his latelate show on Sundays. Pooh. So if you care, I ended up watching Masterpiece Theater about Elizabeth I (it's an oldy but goody) and a show on Discovery Health "Paralyzed and Pregnant." Did you know that even though she can't feel the pain of childbirth, her body still experiences it and could have gone into iverload, causing a stroke or heart attack? Neither did I. Live and learn. Also, did you know that Elizabeth I knew 5 languages, was trained in economics and politics, had a very sharp mind and was ready to go when she became queen? Good to know, eh? The Tudors fascinate me, esp. Henry VIII and all his wives, Edward, Jane, Mary (Bloody Mary), and Elizabeth. Tudors earlier than that don't really get me going.
Enough.
One more thing...I didn't really get much sleep after all. You know how you feel like it's a light nap...that's how I felt till 6 when The Dude woke, touched my knee and woke me, which made me grouchy. Well, I'm going home from here (I'm at the Downtown CHCBL) to get MORE COFFEE and PACKING done...I have to go buy bleach and go move a carload to the new house. I have to remember to take my dish drainer. Too much, too much to do!
TTFN
Posted by: The Worker herself at January 8, 2007 01:56 PM