I haven't been very good about writing lately, but I've been staying with a friend of mine since my foreclosure and he doesn't have internet access at home. I'm also not the type to go and hangout at Starbucks just to use the internet. Could be that coffee gives me gas and I don't drink it very often so there's not the option of sitting there with coffee. Anyway, my parents (who lived with me) are in the process of buying a house, and believe it or not, it's even way nicer than the one we moved out of.
The last month has been kind of strange, Rick (the friend (I'm staying with), has been really good about me staying in his house, but his rabbit hasn't been very happy that I've taken his room. This weekend, Rick's sister came to visit from Colorado. She and her husband are very nice people and I really enjoyed chatting with them. Still, it's a little difficult being in someone else's house.
After three weeks apart from my family, I started to miss them a lot. I ended up spending the better part of last weekend at my brother's house, where my mom and dad are staying in the meantime. My mother is starting to feel really stressed out about being in someone else's house. I really don't blame her and to be completely honest, I miss her the most. I am at my older sister's house today because she was in an accident this morning and that's where my mother's been.
On the bright side, things are looking up at work and since I've last posted, I've finished reading the first five books of the bible, which were written by Moses. I've also read Joshua, Judges, Ruth and started reading I Samuel today. I've really learned a lot about my readings. I've found that God does not expect us to be perfect, but he does expect us to try. I just wish my trying was more effective.