I don't get stressed out. Let me re-phrase that. I used to not get stressed out. I used to enjoy being frustrated, I would look forward to it.
The level of stress and frustration that I am at right now, is like nothing I've ever experienced. It just means the feeling of accomplishment at the end will be that much more gratifying, right? Let's hope so...
I hate complaining too, so I'm going to keep this short. Just when I've got something figured out, something else comes up. My loan went through, which was a huge weight off my shoulders, but I got an email saying the my schools fees have gone up...about $1000.
yay.
I was already about that much in the hole.
I've contemplated not traveling for 2 months in New Zealand. But that's not supposed to happen.
I'm trying really hard to rely on God to supply me with answers, after all He is the reason I'm doing this. Trying to rely on God has made me realize I don't really know what that looks like. He keeps giving me little pictures in my dreams of what I will do while on this adventure and it gets me excited! But I'm having a hard time deciphering where relying on my own abilities stop and where His begin.
Anyone have any ideas for fundraising?
Things to be thankful for:
-my dad who will do anything to make my dreams come true
-my mom who will keep me grounded and remind me to be realistic
-my God-given outgoing personality that allows me to ask strangers if I can sign their cast
-my loan going through :)
-being silent and still having fun
-water and ice cubes
-plans never working out the way I planned them...makes life more interesting
-getting lost because I can't remember left or right
-friends who take my mind off my worries and remind me to have fun
-really good wonton soup
-meeting a person who went to a Stargate convention...Damien, you are now my hero
-still being able to listen to the hockey games while in NZ and AUS....yay for internet!
-my iron
-tough questions
-people who make me smile without having to do anything
-6 months and still hurting on and off, but knowing that means my heart isn't rock hard
-going through and re-packing old boxes and finding old diary entries...good times
-God still being there no matter how many times I screw up