I don’t have a good reason for not posting yesterday. The day got away from me as I again awoke to tackle our house filled with little projects. By the time I really sat down I was too exhausted to do anything, but watch CBS’s Big Brother, my summer guilty pleasure. As of today, I’m adding blogging to that daily to-do list that I have been tallying in my head.
- Hang full-length mirror and framed pictures in guest room
- Choose paint for study and paint it
- Unpack china
- Deep clean freezer and extra fridge
- Find a “entertainment center” that I love and can afford
- Sign up for home owners insurance
- Clean blinds… I think I might wait for a certain mother from Georgia to visit to help me with this one.
And the list goes on and on. I don’t remember it ever taking me so long to “set up” house before, but I think it’s a matter of having just blocked out the whole process of unpacking and choosing where to put things like a mother who doesn’t remember the pain of birth. You see I’m working on those comparisons again in honor of my inner 12 year old who wanted to be a writer. [smile]
In the midst of unpacking, I’m also trying to still focus on living into our new situation. I’ve been joining Caleb for his visits to some of the active members of our church. While it takes a little will power to pull myself away from whatever project I’ve been working on, I have so much enjoyed the opportunity to get to know these new friends better. Added bonus: I’m finally beginning to feel more confident about names and relationships between members of the church. Learning names has probably been one of my biggest worries with this move. I’ve never been very good at remembering names unless of course it was necessary for a history test and I’m sorry to say that I think those names really only stuck with me for 24 – 48 hours. [smile] I’m so much better with broad concepts or remembering where I’ve seen someone before.
As a preacher’s kid, I didn’t feel the same push to learn names that I do know that I’m the preacher’s wife and I promise that I’m really working on the name learning this time. While unpacking a box in the kitchen or bedroom and definitely as soon as I show up for a church event, I begin to go through the tally of names I’m building:
- Mary Ruth and Phil
- Christine and Luther
- Emily, Ben, Lilly and Eden
- Ernie and Gail
- Gary and Glenda
- Vicky and Gary
And the list goes on and on. It feels like a bit of a balancing act to keep all of these lists running around in my mind all the time. Goodness I do hope all my running lists don’t somehow collide. It could result in some very amusing conversations. Any advice for managing either list is most appreciated.