This time in my life is really good, but I’d lost sight of that for a short time. I’d allowed my focus to get off God and onto my situation. Then I caught myself and gave myself a good talking to. This was followed shortly after by my Dad giving me one as well, but it just reiterated what I needed, and so thank-You, God for that. I’m back on track again and will keep on that way. Instead of listening to those around me who’ll drag me down if I allow them, I’m determined to listen to God and to His Word, which is what I should never leave in the first place.

Next week I’ll start full time - again! - at the coffee shop and work T-Sa, opening. 5:30 am start during the week! Yikes! :S But it’ll be worth it! The money’s what I need. I might also start working a short shift at one of the local movie places Saturday evenings, just for a bit of extra money. Who knows where that’ll lead?

I will be updating my blog regularly now. It’s just a matter of remembering and keeping up with other things that I need to keep up with as well! :D

OK, OK, no, I’m not on holidays, and I’ve not left the country without letting anyone know. I just don’t want to return to apartment living right now after being in a house, a dwelling completely seperate from those of the neighbours’, and I’m not going home happy. Well, maybe that’s not the right way to put it, but it’s not what I want to do right now. I want to live in a house. I love houses! There’s such a freedom with them that apartments don’t have, and there’s a calm and a peace in this house that my home doesn’t have. Well, my apartment’s fine; it’s knowing that there’re people living on either side of me and directly below me and across the hall from me that isn’t a peaceful thought.

I do admit, though, that there are advantages to living in an apartment, especially if you don’t have any pets. You can come and go as you want for extended periods of time (like me housesitting this week for friends) without having someone go in and check on my place. There’s a certain security that comes from being up on the third floor, which I am, that makes me feel safe and secure. People are looking out for me, even if it’s just my landlord and landlady.

In a house, though, I feel as if I can truly get away from it all without anyone else hearing my noise. I can be as loud as I want without disturbing anyone. Well, within reason, of course! I’m not going to blare a stereo with the windows open, or blast a jackhammer (!!!!) in the driveway at 6 am or anything. (A jackhammer? What?!!? Just a really ridiculous example. I’ve never used one and don’t plan on ever using one. Just being a bit silly here. haha) In a h ouse….well, I could go on.

Anyway, that’s about all I really wanted to say on all that. Don’t really know what else to say. I’m pretty sure this minor - very minor - melancholia will pass in a short while here. After all, I do have a home and am blessed in many ways. I don’t really mind my apartment or anything. I think I’m just trying to think up ways to avoid the clutter all around me there. I have so much stuff to go through and to get rid of that part of me’s dreading the return home for that reason. Yikes! :S

I’m going to simplify and clear a lot of stuff out when I go home. It’ll be a different place and it’ll be a lot more relaxing to me once the clutter’s gone. Now that I’ve written it all out, I think that’s really the main reason for not wanting to return home. Yes, I do prefer houses to apartments, but I think part of me’s avoiding what I have to do. Anything to procrastinate! :S

If anyone else was wondering what was going on down the road from the house after my brief thought thingy the other day, it was consruction on some townhouses. The trucks were coming and going. Also, when I walked home from work yesterday, there were some men working on paving a bit of the sidewalk. Now we all know! :)

My apologies to Billy Joel for loosely using the title to one of his songs here! :) haha (referring to his “New York State Of Mind”)

Today’s just one of those days when I feel like blogging. I guess I’d be writing in my diary if I didn’t have access to the ‘net. I guess, too, I’m trying to get in all the blogging I can before I go home (I’m housesitting right now, for anyone who doesn’t already know) to a place without the ‘net.

It’s weird how fast it happens, but some changes have happened to me while I’ve been in this house. I’m not saying it’s the house at all; rather, it’s the amazing devotional times I’ve had with God and the increased openness I’ve had to the Spirit while in this house. There hasn’t been T. V. here to allow in as a distraction, and I’ve loved just being in a house without neighbours literally on the other side of my walls. I can sing and play music as loudly as I want and to my heart’s content. There’s a wonderful freedom in a house that one doesn’t have in an apartment. On the other side of it, if I went away, I, too, would have someone stay so that it’s not left alone. A great thing about an apartment is that you can go away and don’t need anyone to check in on it for you, unless you have pets &/or plants that need looking after. Those’re exceptions, though.

Anyway, without T. V., I’ve come to realise that I watch waaaay too much. I’ve known it for a long time now, but it really hit me this week. I’m so used to just turning on the TV when I get home or get up in the morning, and just sitting like a slug in front of it. Now I’m sitting like a slug in front of the computer! :) haha Not all the time, though. Here, there’s a piano, and I have my guitar along. There’s a cat for company, and just a general freedom that comes without feeling like a slave to the shows I’ve been watching regularly.

I really have become a slave to certain shows! Oh, I will miss Corner Gas and Coronation Street and a few others, but, overall, I’m not really missing them as part of my everyday life here. I really do feel as if I’ve been away on a retreat, even though I’ve gone to work most days while I’m here. What a relief it is, actually, to not have to live my life around my shows! That’s literally what I was doing, to a certain point, and I’d almost start to panic if I didn’t get home to see them. When I came here, I’d originally planned to go home and watch my shows and then come back here. But have I done that? Not once! Praise God! Whoohoo! It’s shown me that there’s much more to life than T. V. and that I don’t really need it to survive or to have a life. I think I’ll go home with a renewed interest in things apart from T. V. and of things that actually get me out of my own little world.

In this month’s Glamour mag, on page 92, there’s a little blur titled “Is cleaning your house good for your health?” The answer is “YES. A new study found that young women who do three to four hours of housework a day are up to 52 percent less likely to get endometrial cancer ~ a disease of the uterine lining that strikes 39,000 women a year ~ than those who do less. Why? “It’s physical activity, which we know reduces cancer risk,” says lead reseacher Christine Friedenreich, Ph.D. You needn’t put in three hours of vacuuming a day ~ anything that gets you off the couch, including good old gym time, can help, she says.”

Hmm! Good to know! I need to clean house anyway. Now I have a reason outside getting rid of the clutter to do so!

Last entry I said I love Glamour magazine. I do! I really do! However, there are some bits in it that make me uncomfortable, especially as a single women trying to lead a chaste life that honours God. I won’t go into details; I have a natural reticence to talk about certain things, even though I have a curiosity about those same things. Natural, I know! Let’s just say that there’re more things I love about the mag than I find uncomfortable and appreciate all the beauty tips. If anyone knows of a Christian woman’s mag that talks about fashion and beauty tips as well as things to do with the soul, please let me know! I’d love to know about it. :)

Well, that’s it for now. I’ve been up a while now and haven’t eaten.  Yesterday I hadn’t eaten ’til 3:30 in the afternoon. Not good at all! I’m trying to eat within an hour of waking up. It helps to get my metabolism going and keeps me from being famished later on. However, sometimes I just get doing stuff and forget to eat, even though my stomach’s crying out for attention. I’m still working on some body stuff as well as my soul, and a healthy diet, including how much and often as well as what I eat, is part of it.

Blessings, all, and know that I will be back! :)

Hmm! I wonder what’s going on up the road toward town! Traffic’s really slow on the highway outide the window. Must be construction or another police roadwatch thingy.

I love Glamour magazine! If I can I get the British one. I prefer it over the U. S. one, but I still like the U. S. one. I’ve always liked fashion and clothes and shoes and bags and accessories, even though that’s not shown in my wardrobe. I do like to accessorise, but, with the exception of one job, I’ve never really had the opportunity to wear a lot of extras in my everyday life. So I just got away from trying. Lately, though, I’ve been thinking of ways to do this in a classy yet individualistic way. Something that wouldn’t distract from my walk with God nor distract others from it, but also be an indicator of my own personality. There’s a strong creative side to me (that’s a lot more dominant than my logical, but that’s there, too) that longs to express itself in different ways, and, lately, jewellry is one way. The only thing is, I don’t have a lot of money to buy the stuff I like, and I don’t have much at home that I can wear at just any old time. So I’m trying to figure out what to do in order to make my accessories work in my lifestyle without being all gaudy or gauche. Oh, such words! :D haha

In the current Glamour, February’s issue, on page 72, there’s a list titled “How To Always Dress Like Yourself,” and I like it. So I’m sharing it here. Just each point, not their subpoints. For that you’ll have to read the mag or website yourself (if it’s on the website. I didn’t go to see).

“Dress for yourself and accept that not everyone will like your look.

“Remember what you loved as a kid (you probably like the grown-up version, too!)

“Wear things your way, not the expected way.

“Unique doesn’t have to mean expensive.

“If your clothes are plain, accessorise!”

Great tips! I especially like the fourth point. :D I’m certainly not cheap, but I have learnt to spend without blowing a bundle and to look for bargains and sales, thanks to last year! :D

I’ve thought about making my own jewellry. I want to get a book or two on the subject and then get some materials. That way, I can get what I like without always having to look for it. I’m not considering jewellry design as a career or anything, but it is something that would interest me for my own self. Just like clothing design, but I can’t sew, and I wouldn’t want to go to someone else all the time to make it for me. I could learn to sew, I guess, but I have other things I’d rather do. So I’ll just look for mix and match pieces and go to a seamstress or tailor sometimes when I want to splurge on something totally unique.

If I can find it, I have a really great pic of my high school grad dress that I helped to design, along with the seamstress, who was a family friend.

I do have to be careful, though. Once I have a little extra money, I go and spend it on something that I probably don’t really need. I’ve always had a hard time saving money, but I’m slowly getting into that and really forcing myself to. Besides, I often spend it on fads and trends that’re over very quickly, and then what’s the point of that? Yes, it’s good to be in style if you can and if the fashion isn’t sleazy or making you look like something  you’re not, but it’s not the end all be all of life. I don’t think I’ve ever really been the most up-to-date girl when it comes to clothes, but I’ve also never been completely lost, either. I can put together an outfit that looks good on me and really does wonders for me, and that’s what I like. If I’m unsure even in the slightest about a piece of clothing, I won’t buy it. I used to buy stuff “just because,” but not anymore. Not only is it a waste of my hard earned money, but it’s also just going to sit in my closet, never begin worn until I give it away.

Speaking of which, I really do have to go through all my stuff, starting with clothes, one of these days. Hmm!

If I had the money, would I buy haute couture and go all out on my wardrobe? Maybe. Probably. OK, I’d buy at least one piece of haute couture, even if I never wear it. The “stuff” is art in and of itself, and the work that goes into each piece….wow! I would dress better and have nicer things to wear, but I will never be what anyone would consider the height of fashion. But then, who knows for sure? Unless you yourself are really and truly in a certain place in the world, you can never really know what you’d actually do. You can guess and try to figure it out, but you can never really be completely sure about it. I do know that I would buy more expensive clothes, just a few really good, quality pieces with that certain “timeless something” that makes them last from season to season without ever really looking out of place. Oh, and some really great shoes! I think I’d set up a closet just for all the shoes I’d buy! Yes, Imelda! :) haha

Seriously, though. I would buy some really nice pieces, as I was saying, and I would get better shoes and some good bags/purses, along with some great jewellry, but there’s a lot more on which my money would be better spent.

Here’s a perfect verse that helps to keep this all in perspective:  1 Samuel 16:7 ~ ”

But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I have refused him. For the LORD does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.”
Footnotes:  Septuagint reads For God does not see as man sees; Targum reads It is not by the appearance of a man; Vulgate reads Nor do I judge according to the looks of a man(from BibleGateway.com; I wanted to include the notes here. This sort of thing really fascinates me. :) )

I am fully aware that any undue attention to someone’s looks is wrong and a form of idolatry, to put it bluntly, and my focus is now on my inner self, the part that God is truly concerned with. However, there is a certain value to our outer selves, as well. Why else would God have created each of us with the ability to admire and to be attracted to someone based on his looks (or “her,” if any men happen to be reading this)? I fully believe that it’s important for a person to look her best whenever possible. Not at all times ~ that’d be unrealistic if you’re exercising or doing something grubby or the like ~ but when you’re out at work and in church (after all, we’re in the house of the King!) and shopping and just spending time with people. A person doesn’t have to get all gussied up or anything, but to be neat and presentable when the occasion requires it honours God, I believe. Also, it shows respect for yourself and, more importantly, those around you. It says to others that you cared enough about them to make an effort with yourself to be ready to meet with them. I don’t think a person should dress obnoxiously or in a way that draws attention just to herself, although some people do and that’s their choice. I’m not going to run them down; just stating my opinion here. In Proverbs, God tells women to dress modestly, and I believe that should go for men, too.

It’s been said that how you look on the outside reflects how you see yourself. This is true most of the time. What I want to reflect is a girl who loves God without hesitation and who respects the people around her. With my own individual touch to things, of course! :)

Anyway, I’d actually really be curious as to what people think about clothes and fashion and the whole outward appearance thing. Please leave a comment with it if you’d like. It’s not some kind of survey or anything; just something to satisfy my curiosity. :)

Well, if I come across a little bit distant,
It’s just because I am.
Things just seem to feel a little bit different.
You understand.
Believe it or not, but life is not apparently
About me anyways.
But I have met the One who really is worthy;
So let me say

Chorus
So long self
Well, it’s been fun, but I have found somebody else.
So long self
There’s just no room for two.
So you are gonna have to move.
So long self
Don’t take this wrong but you are wrong for me; farewell.
Oh, well, don’t cry. Goodbye. I I Oh oh oh
So long self.

Stop right there because I know what you’re thinking
But, no, we can’t be friends.
And even though I know your heart is a breaking
This has to end.
And come to think of it the blame for all of this
Simply falls on me
For wanting something more in life than all of this
Oh, can’t you see?

Chorus

Bridge
Don’t feel so bad
There’ll be better days
Don’t go ‘way mad but by all means
Just go away, go away

Farewell good bye (OH oh Oh so long self)

Artist: MercyMe