week

It's a blog-post day. A weird, complicated, emotional (but also fun and uplifting) week just ended with a weird, complicated, emotional (but also fun and uplifting) day, and blogging seems like the thing to do.

The high- and lowlights:
- A dear friend had a scary medical emergency. The saddest thing about it for me is that she didn't notice the emergency at first because she's so used to living with chronic pain.

- My car was broken into, right outside my window. They didn't take anything too valuable (I'm not dumb enough to leave valuables in the car), but they did take a good measure of my confidence and sense of safety in my surroundings for a few days. And I got the window fixed before it rained, so that's good, I guess.

- I'm worried about money. Having a condo is a very expensive affair, especially the utilities. I didn't realize how sheltered I'd been in my previous living situations. A bunch of one-time expenses have happened in the last couple of months: moving, condo essentials, new tires, huge health bills, etc. This all combines to make me wary of every cent I spend, which is less than fun (but makes me also aware of how lucky I am to have first-world problems).

- Work is tense and scary. Restructuring is coming up, and though I have every confidence that wise decisions are being made, we all know that the results of those decisions will be devastating for many, and the work atmosphere reflects that anticipated devastation. One more week of not knowing, then begins the grief for what was lost.

- In the midst of the generalized Tense and Scary, my department had its own mini Tense and Scary this week when our whole funding structure was turned on its head. My fervent prayer is that I get to keep my job, come October 11th.

- In praying that I keep my job, it's almost like I'm praying someone else loses theirs, and that just sucks.

- On the relationship front, I got my hopes up, and then sorta shot down, this week.

- I led and preached at a German worship service today. It went smoothly, and they said nice things, but I wonder if all of the preparation and worry was worth it. Jury's still out on that one.

- I have a lot of nice friends who call and write and pray and hold my hand and make me dinner when things hurt. I'm damn lucky.