Decisions

I think I am a very rash decision maker. I think about things but not seriously then something happens and I make the decision only later to regret my rashness.What brings this on? you may be asking. Well let me tell you.

I have been working two jobs as well as teaching Sunday school, leading youth ( though only just beginning) and trying to keep my house. This may not sound like too much but for me it has begun to prove itself very difficult.

My day job is wonderful. I work 4 and a half hours and i love every minute of it... even when it is difficult. I teach and am taught and I wouldnt want to change it for the world. Then I have a few hours to come home before I leave again for my night job: Coatcheck attendant at the NAC. I must say it is a pretty sweet job and pays well. Ive worked there almost 5 years I think. Then I have my little ones at church on Sunday morning. They are adorable and I love talking with them and teaching them. I get my adults and my children. Little prep is needed now that we have a book to follow and its only once a week but it is a responsability non-the-less. And then, I am starting up the youth events. we have done two things already and have the thrid one this week. It involves planning and calling and remembering things.

Now, I am bad at remembering things so I had to work out a system to remember things. My "aunt" gave me this monthly calendar book/planner and i decided to use it. I write everything down in it and yet why do I still have issues? Well, I forget to LOOK at the calender. It comes with me everywhere but never seems to come out of my bag.

This week I madly worked on giving away my shfit at the NAC because I had other things I wanted to do. Then, I agreed to go with my mom to Montreal on the weekend forgetting that I had to work the entire weekend. My house is a mess and i am feeling like a total idiot. This is what caused me to just say " ok, I quit the NAC!"

What do you think I am thinking right now? "What job can I get now? " and "I need the money." The decision has been made and I will not go back on it and yet I am not sure if it was the right one or the wrong one. Either way, what's done is done. We deal with the consequences of our decisions/actions.

Katie's lesson of the day: spend more time in prayer and thinking before making a decision.

The Presence of a Stranger

Its funny how it works.

My house isn't in too bad of shape. I cleaned it pretty well on Thursday but then, the weekend always brings with it a new mess. There is some dirt on the floor which could really be mopped up and a few things lying around that could be put away. All in all, however, the house is in a liveable state and one that I have no real issue with.

I certainly know that if I were home more often the house would be in much better shape... or do I just think that? But all in all, as I said above, it's not too bad.

I had a man from Rogers come to my house today to add something for my phone. Making it digital or cable or something. I dont fully understand. But, he had to get the tour of the house to know where the phone jacks were. He was shocked to learn we only had two, both of which are at the back of the house. While I was showing him the first jack I realized that it was right by the kitty litter and there was litter all over the floor. So embarrassing! After I showed him the second one I went right to sweeping it up. Then, he wanted to see the basement. So, I lifted the rug and showed him the lovely door to the basement. What happened to be under the rug? I dont even know what it was. It was like a bunch of silver dust. I'm guessing it is from Rachele's art stuff but it was everywhere UNDER the rug. Once again, I was super embarassed. I dont like being a mess and it took a complete stranger to make me feel uncomfortable about it.

People I love can come here and instead of impressing to the best of my ability iI do a medioker job. Make sure it looks and smells ok but non of that deep cleaning that I would do for strangers. Why is it that we so easily try less hard for the people who are closest to us? Selfishness? Laziness? Or is it thinking that they wont really care no matter what you do? Either way it is something that should be done all the time. As a woman I really feel that my job is to be on top of my house. It's not easy being away from the house for the majority of the day but I still have time to do a daily sweep or quick floor scrubbing.

Lesson learned by me today: Always have a clean house... or at least hide the dirt. Actually, you can take a biblical lesson from it. We are always told to be alert and watching for Christ. If it were me, I would have been found sleeping and unprepared.

The day after

Well, Although Tiki hurt herself yesturday I am the one how is in pain this morning, not her. Its amazing how much a tiny little cut can hurt. Or, i mean, it is small but kind of deep. I guess they say the nerves of the skin are on the surface so when you get shallow cuts it hurts the most. Tiki is running around and attacking her sister as they normally do in the mornings while i am trying not to use my index finger at all because it feels bruised and sensitive.

As for my anti-allergens cleaning stuff, so far it has served as no relief. If anything, i am worse this morning then i was yesturday. Of course, that could just be me still getting dust out of my nose from cleaning yesturday... i dont know. Either way, i have been sneezing up a storm this morning. Lets hope it doesnt continue.

Poor Tiki

Today i went on a cleaning rampage. I got some special dusting stuff that was suppose to reduce allergense and so i cleaned the house and vacummed it all up. Im hopeful this will make a difference in my morning sneezing. Im hoping there will be no sneezing at all but i think that may be too wishful.

While i was sitting down after my cleaning however, i heard this horrible noise and realized it was my kitten, Tiki. It sounded a sthough she was screaming. I had no idea what it was. i thought maybe a squirrell had made it in to my house and she was freaking out. then i realized she had managed to get her paw stuck in the door. I wasnt sure how to get her paw out of the door so i tried moving the dor ever so slightly and she started screaming even louder. So, i tried to move her out ofthe door and when i touched her she went nuts. I have never had a cat bite me so hard. Her teeth sunk deep into my finger and caused me to bleed in three different places. It still hurts and this happened at least an hour ago.

I dont know if you can really see it. My cell phone doesnt take the best pictures but you can see that in the middle of my finger ther eis a red gash. That woulc be from one of Tiki's teeth ripping my skin. The tip of my finger has another puncture and tear which you can only kind of see. There is another cut on the other side of my finger since she has teeth on both the top and bottom of her mouth.

I wasnt sure what to do. I know if you are normally bit by an animal you are suppose to get a shot but she has not been outside in contact with any wild animals and she had reason enough for biting me... she was scared and in pain. Now my poor kitty is lying on my coat on the table in the kitchen. she has her paw out and isnt putting any weight on it. i really hope it isnt broken or anything. I have never heard a sound like what she made before. I guess that will teach her not to chase things between the crack of a door. I really think she is a cutie though even though she causes so much trouble.

As for me, first i rinsed the wound, then i put salt on it and rinsed it again. Next i went and got rubbing alcohol and cleaned it with that then following that i got a cut of warm salt water and bathed my finger for a while. In short, i think my finger will be ok. Its sore but it could be worse. It could have be a rabid squirell.

Clemintines

I absolutely LOVE clemintines. Yesturday when I went grocery shopping I went straight for the crate full of these delicious fruit and made sure to put it safely into my cart. The moment i came home I ate one, I have two for my lunch today and another one I just consumed while waiting for Dave to come online. I think that if they were around all year long I would never want to eat candy because I would be so addicted to the oranges.

Not only do they taste good, but they smell really good. Its a natural perfume. Although it makes me want to keep eating them. At leaste they are healthier than chocolate.

Newness

Well, I came online to update my blog because it has been a very long time and what should i find but an update. I cant say i have any idea of how to work this new blogger yet but i am sure i will figure it out soon.

I just had a wonderful weekend down in Cambridge. It was terrible weather... although not as bad as Ottawa so i heard. But what made it wonderful was the company I had. I went to Visit Dave and it was so nice. I loved visiting him at his end and seeing his life there. Just being able to picture everything so much better. You know how that can make you feel closer to a person when you are far from them?

I helped him build a model... more like i did what he told me to do but either way i think i was helpful. And i really had fun doing it. I think i could really enjoy building models... just not for grades or with a time limit.

Coming home was hard. i was actually really sad to leave. i mean, im always sad when i have to say goodbye to Dave but this time i had to do the leaving and it was even harder. I had to get onto a crowded, dark bus and couldnt really do anything. I listened to music for the whole time and it was a distraction.

Anyways, i am back home now and back into my routine which i actually really like. I believe soon my sister and I are going to be using the treadmill again but this time it will be in my apartment which means i can use it daily without going outside and getting swore lungs.

I have to be heading out for work soon so i best be off. So much work but i dont think i will complain... its nice to have two incomes.