No Social Life...

So.  I haven't posted in awhile.  I don't have that much to talk about.  Want to know what I've been doing?







Working.








That's about it.  It's not a bad thing, mind you.  In case you forgot, I had about two months where I didn't have a job and I spent a lot of money trying to learn spanish/experiencing a different culture/making new friends......  So all the work is good.  The hours are long.  Almost a 55 hour week. 

Yes.  I realize to some people that is normal.  But in this case I am not some people.  But hey- once I start working a 40 hour week again it's going to feel like a vacation!  I still like my job too.  I'll be kind of sad once harvest is over.

I have a job offer for when I'm done with the elevator.  And I have a couple other resumes out there too so we'll see.  Don't know for sure yet what I'll be doing but it feels like after over a year of not really knowing what I'm doing and where I belong, things are finally settling down.  But again, we'll see.  One thing the past year + two months has taught me (or at least tried to teach me) is truly finding my identity in Christ.  I am no longer Sarah Hodel, the preschool teacher, the Queenwood girl, the girl from Alabama, the girl who works full time... blah blah blah.  My identiy changed more than once in that time frame and it has been reinforced that I am Sarah Hodel, just trying to be what, where and who God wants me to be.  And as far as I'm concerned, that's a good spot to be in.

Well, I have absolutely no good reason to still be awake right now.  It's hard getting up early to face the long days but I love the fact that it usually gets me to bed early, when I should.  If I stay up late like I typically enjoy doing, well, that's just bad.  One would be suprised how mentally and physically draining a grain elevator can be.  Again, maybe those "some people" would laugh and point at me.  But now it's 11:00 and it's rare that I see this hour these days.  I think it's a subconcious thing.  I only have to work 7 hours tomorrow instead of 10,11, 12, 13.... so in my head I'm thinking I can stay up later?  Who knows.  But I do know that now I'm starting to ramble.  And I'm tired enough that every other word I type is spelled wrong, so good night!