Why is there a waterfall in my house?

4:30AM Wake up feeling sick to my stomach...walk to the bathroom...hear a waterfall.  Wait.  Why is there a waterfall in my house? Am I still dreaming? Turn light on and listen closely...yup, I hear rushing water.  I shouldn't hear rushing water.  Run downstairs to find a burst pipe.  This really puts a damper on the first night waking up in my own house again after the honeymoon.  Quickly wake up the man of the house and he turns off the water to the whole house.  We don't have a shut off valve for separate parts of the house...so now we are without water for most of the weekend.

Oh its a joy being a homeowner...it is one of those things that is a major blessing but is so easy to complain about at the same time.  At least only the downstairs bathroom flooded a little.

5:30AM Laying back in bed trying to go back to sleep, after all, it is Saturday.  Holding my man's hand, neither of us wants to let go, frustrated with the way our amazing week is coming to an end.  Worried about the cost of getting this fixed.  The man can fix a lot, but its winter, we don't have any tools yet, and it would probably take him a week to do just because he's never done the type of work that needs to be done.

Prayer.  Saying a prayer for wisdom on the right plumber to call.  Saying a prayer for peace, knowing that God has our back.  He's lookin' out and we need to trust that.  I'm so thankful that I have a man who knows what he is doing when it comes to being a handyman and who knows when the job is just too big for him.  Although I loved the indoor heated pool inside our hotel room on the honeymoon, I'm glad I didn't wake up to an indoor pool on the first floor.

The adventures of being a homeowner...

Is this for me?

You know, I thought about starting a blog because I had all of these great ideas and worthwhile things to say.  Then I start the blog, and I really don't have all that much to say.  Maybe this isn't for me, but maybe it is.  I had started this once before, wrote a few posts, then decided I didn't know why I was doing it so I stopped.

I can't stand that. Not knowing why.  When it comes to my faith, I have no problem with not understanding "why" because I understand that God is God and I am not, and he knows a heck of a lot more than I do.  I know we are compared to sheep and Jesus is our shepherd, but I like to also think of it as a young child - parent relationship.  A child who wants to eat candy all day long does not understand why they can't.  The parent knows that candy could ruin the child's teeth, cause cavities and infections, and that serious infections in the mouth can affect the heart.  A child has no understanding of this, just that the parent is depriving the child of (what he/she thinks is) a good thing.  We do the same thing with God, and so I am okay with not understanding why with God, because I understand that He loves me more than anything and only wants good things for me.

I get frustrated when I don't understand why I do things, or don't do things, when I see them happening so wonderfully inside my head.  I don't understand why I decided to start a blog, which is probably why I haven't told anybody about it.  It's like Paul said in Romans 7:15, "I do not understand what I do.  For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do."  I am notorious for starting things and never finishing, especially when it comes to hobbies, working out, routines, etc.  So I am determined to stick with this.  To stick with everything that I start or else just buck up and realize that I shouldn't start <insert activity here> if I know I won't finish.  So is this for me?  This whole blogging world?  I don't know.  But I am going to stick around long enough to find out this time.

Month 1: Adjustment

Today marks one month of marriage for my husband and I.  Our wedding day was a beautiful snowy blizzard.  It was seriously the best day of my life and I soaked up every minute of it.  The best word to describe marriage so far: adjustment.  Everything is an adjustment. Here we are, living with each other for the first time, in a new place (we both moved from where we were into a house we bought together), with no furniture, no tv, and no internet. 

Everything is an adjustment.  Simply living together, being homeowners, the chores, driving everywhere together, being away from family.  It's all an adjustment.  Practically every single thing in your life is new or different in some way.  Marriage hasn't been hard because of fighting or getting on each other's nerves.  It's been hard because it is a HUGE change. 

All that being said, it is also amazing.  I get to live with my best friend.  I get to feel safe in his arms every night.  Our life is now OUR life.  He's always there for me and always will be.  That is worth the struggle of adjustment, and all of the future struggles that life throws out. 

Since this is the first post, and it's January, I do feel obligated to share my goals for the year.
1. Live intentionally - I wasted so much of last year doing nothing, procrastinating, and playing candy crush.  This year, I want every moment to be filled with purpose, God's purpose.

2. Listen for direction - I want to listen to God's direction for my life.  I want to be more involved in ministry opportunities and make opportunities happen.

3. Move - I want to move more, whether it be going for a run, dancing around the house, or just not sitting down after work, I need to move more. 

4.  Complete the Whole 30 Challenge.  I plan to start February 1st.  This will help me understand how food affects my body and which foods sit well (or don't sit well) with my stomach. 

Okay, this is a really long first post, so I'll wrap it up.  There is sure to be more to come, and hopefully more entertaining!