Drifting

So, I'm sitting in a hotel room in St. George, Utah. I'm here on a business trip to do a little training for the company I work for. I should probably be trying to catch up on some work so that I don't stress out on Friday when I'm back at the office, but I just can't make myself open my email. Then I thought, "Well, you haven't written for the blog in a while." So, here we go. I don't know that I have anything to really talk about, so I'm winging it. Should be fun.

I know I haven't updated in awhile. There's no real reason. Mostly, I'm a slacker. I was trying to get out of my head for a bit. With what should have been my wedding day coming and going (which wasn't as bad as I expected) and the trip that should have been the honeymoon (which turned out to be an AWESOME family vacation minus a brother and sister) I decided to take a break from examining my own thoughts and feelings on everything. I decided to live in the moment and not over-analyze anything. And I have to say, it was pretty successful.

I haven't really learned anything new about myself. But I have learned that my routine has helped me maintain some sanity. I know that pretty soon the routine will become a rut, and I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. But for now, I'm content with where I am, and what I'm doing.  I figure that at least for now, I'm not drowning. I'm treading water. I can do this for awhile, and when the time comes, I can start to swim again. And I can feel that time coming. Who knows how soon that will be though? I'm ok with letting myself go with the flow, drifting in the current that God has me in, in this great river of Life.

So, what's next? Maybe another episode of my new favorite show? (It's Chuck, in case anyone was wondering.) Or maybe I'll do a little web surfing? (Fascinating stuff to be StumbledUpon, trust me!) Either way, I'll be entertained. Not that it's hard to do.