Saturday Things

It’s Saturday morning after another week of living out of a hotel – this time we were back in the same town in Kentucky we just moved away from! It felt a little comical, actually. My brain is full of scattered little snippets and I thought it’d be fun to share them with you. Without further ado….

Things:

  • Changing my last name has been an interesting experience so far. With all the travel (requiring tickets with official names) and moving and not getting our marriage licence for about a month and a half after we were married, I still haven’t been able to make the official change. My goal, though, is to have it complete by my birthday at the end of January. Hopefully that’s do-able!
  • Even though we’ve been on the road quite a bit recently, I’m beginning to feel optimistically hopeful about our eventual transition to our new home. We’ve met some very pleasant neighbors and co-workers of Michael’s AND we think we may have found a church. šŸ™‚
  • I’m drinking coffee. That’s always a good thing in my book! More please.
  • This has been a luxuriously lazy morning and it feels like a deep breath of fresh air.
  • Gilmore Girls: have you seen it!? My best friend got me hooked.
Image Source: Cross Country CafeĀ via Natasha In Oz

 

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Life on the Road

MichaelĀ and I just returned from Georgia where we spent the past several days for his work and I’m really looking forward to spending the weekend resting and digging in to all the boxes we left fully packed in our new apartment.

MichaelĀ has been required to do some travelling for work in the last couple months and as I have no particular reason to be at home alone in our apartment, I like to go with him! I imagine this wont always be possible, but for now it’s how we’ve been able to do life together. One thing I’ve discovered, however, is that life on the road isn’t exactly glamorous. I hadn’t realized that prior to this season in my life I had viewed a traveling career as sort of awesome. You’d get to stay in nice places with full breakfasts provided for you every morning, you’d have hot coffee available to you at all times, you could leave for the day only to come back to a clean and laundered room. While all this does sound quite nice, it doesn’t exactly fit into the sophisticated concept I had previously believed it to be.

One of the most unexpected challenges regarding travel is eating. After about … oh …one day of eating out for every meal one can start to feel just a little over it. (Not to mention bloated.) After a few days, I start to feel like the treat of eating out is gone and all I want is to be able to work in my own kitchen and make meals that are satisfying and a little more healthful.

So I’ve been thinking: with some traveling and hotel-living under my belt, what can I do for the next trip to ease some of the challenges that come with staying in a small confined space without a kitchen?

I’ve been compiling a board on Pinterest of ideas for healthy living on-the-go. I think MichaelĀ and I would both appreciate it if every trip we take did not end with a severe need to do some crazy cleanse and extra trips to the gym. šŸ™‚ I’m hoping to employ some of the ideas I’ve gathered for the next hotel-stay to see how they pan out and perhaps I will report back!

If you have any tips or tricks for eating on the road, I would love to hear them!

Image Source: Conde Nast Traveler via Pinterest

Home Sweet New Home

Alternate Title: Home Sweet New HomeĀ +Ā Ā Our First Married Thanksgiving {and accompanying mishaps.}

Moving is great fun!
Sort of.
Sometimes.
Okay, not really.

Perhaps it would be fun if everything was always as organized as the picture above! But alas… life is not exactly Good Housekeeping Magazine.

The last couple weeks have been somewhat of a tumultuous experience with our move from Kentucky to Alabama occurring over Thanksgiving weekend. We had plenty of loose ends to tie up before leaving Kentucky and several logistics to schedule for our arrival in Alabama; the result was plenty of hours on the phone or composing email correspondences, writing to-do lists, running errands, getting our carpets cleaned and packing. (And sneaking trips to bourbon distilleries!)

I’m glad to be on the other side of it alive even if I am slightly worse for wear. Okay, that may be a bit dramatic.

Kentucky gave us a beautiful but slightly unwelcome send-off with a display of weather on Wednesday night and into Thanksgiving day. On Thanksgiving morning we scraped the snow and ice off our steps and packed up our little apartment into one mid-sized U-haul trailer. The Engineer spent hours going up and down the stairs to our apartment and arranging the items around in the trailer to maximize space and maintain the correct weight distribution while I was a little bit of a pansy and claimed most of the inside work. (Though I did help with all the heavy, two-person items!) After plenty of manual labor we headed off to Denny’s for Thanksgiving dinner. Yep! You read that correctly: we spent our first married Thanksgiving at Denny’s. We’re all about making unique memories around here. šŸ™‚

Friday morning at o’dark hundred we set off for Alabama with a healthy dose of motivation to conquer the hurdle of moving all by ourselves. We arrived at our new apartment mid-morning to find that the power had unexpectedly been shut off in our unit and we were unable to fix it due to the holiday weekend. This was a rather unfortunate piece of news, but we rallied quickly and managed to make short work of the unloading process to make the best use of daylight. The managers at our apartment community have been so gracious in allowing us to stay in one of their furnished model units because of the unforeseen power outage.

Life recently has felt pretty chaotic and full of emotion. The whole spectrum of emotion. I’m feeling all the feels right now. In light of this, here is an inconclusive list for which I should never cease to give thanks:

I’m thankful

  • That I am a chosen daughter of the God, made whole and redeemed by the sacrificial gift of His son who died for me on the cross that I may turn to His embrace and be found pure and lovely despite my sinfulness.
  • That I carry the new title of ‘wife’ and that I am convinced that the Lord shaped and molded my heart and Michael’s heart to live as one for life. What a crazy commitment that is!
  • That Michael and I have the opportunity and burden of branching out (as we are led) on our own, apart from anything and anyone we know to create a life for ourselves and any future little ones.
  • For wonderfully loving and supportive friends and family who have been there through a lot of “thick and thin” moments this year. It’s been a doozy. šŸ™‚
Image above via: Good Housekeeping