I've worked 9 hour days all week and it's starting to take a toll on me. Not that I don't love what I do here, but between working all day, mentally preparing to move and being too restless to sleep really well at night, life is kicking my butt!
**I just had a conversation with one of the guys I work with who speaks mainly spanish...let's just say that it was interesting**
Ok back to the topic at hand. I have very mixed emotions about moving out. For one, I'm beyond excited, I'm stoked! But on the other hand it's going to be such a different transition; moving out of my parents house, not being able to see them every day and having to adjust to life on my own. God has the perfect plan and I'm so grateful for the doors He's opened up. He knew all along what He was doing and to think I spend almost a month worrying my butt off! Trusting in Him is not the easiest thing to do but it's the most necessary thing to do.
That is what I'm working on.