I suck at blogging. I have lots of post in my head and I have every intention of typing them up every night - but along with everything else in my life that I don't get done - blogging is suffering.
The first weekend in November, Friday night, we went out the farm, visited and played cards with my Grandma and Grandpa Ronk. On Saturday, Rick I went to a Charleston University soccer championship game. The head coach went to school with Rick. They won. That evening, we went back out the farm for a bonfire and to hang out with Sarah and Joe. Sunday we did the church thing, went back to the farm for lunch and a nap and then back to church for the Men's chili cook-off.
The second weekend, Rick went to camp with Hurly and I went on the church womens retreat. Rick had a good time and I had a good time. On Sunday afternoon, I spent the day with my mom-in-law, sis-in-law and nephew. We did some shopping and ate Chinese for lunch.
Last week Rick had to go back to Richmond and I had to stay here and work. It wasn't so bad except that we had already been apart over the past weekend and I knew that we would be apart the next weekend. Quality time is becoming more and more my love language!
As far as the house hunting goes - we have moved onto our 3rd Realtor and really like him! We haven't looked at a ton of houses recently, but we have seen alot online and have driven by a few. We looked at a house 2 weeks ago, that I fell in love with. Rick has not fallen in love, but I am working on it. :0) The yard is something that is not ideal, but the house has so many of the qualities that we are looking for. So, please keep us in your prayers as we keep searching.
Spending my first year of marriage - our first Christmas married - living with my in-laws was never something that I imagined for us. Still trying to be patient and waiting on what God has in store. But I am not going to lie - I am struggling big time! It is a day to day struggle with fighting against Satan and the thoughts he is planting in my head. Not just about our house situation, but about myself, my body, my failure of school, my marriage. Pretty much my whole entire life. Most of the time, I don't do a good job of turning to God and I totally let Satan drag me down. And I hate it. I haven't worked on school work in over 3 months, my weight is getting out of control, I am still living out of a bag and a laundry basket. I feel like I have no control over anything on my life and I am letting that control me. Grrrrrrrr...........