If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied

I'm tired and emotional, all of which I blame on jet lag from our "super smith/sosebee family vacation." Therefore and can't be held entirely responsible for the following post.

I feel out of touch. Like I'm living life but not truly feeling, breathing, experiencing it.

Maybe we all go through this. Maybe it's the switch back to 8-5 work mode. Maybe it's the lack of a consistent prayer life. Maybe I need to pull myself together.

New year and the ever present resolutions....

- Make a conscious effort to cultivate my relationship with Christ
- Be able to touch my toes
- Lose these last few pesky pounds
- Stick with and maintain our household budget
- Celebrate one year of marriage....can't believe it's almost been a whole year!

Last year my new years resolutions were.....get married, check. lose weight, check.

I can't remember the other ones which is sure sign that I didn't complete them. It helps to only remember the ones you succeed at I think....as far as I know I achieved all my goals for last year.

We're supposed to be getting a king sized bed today....I am very excited. Don't get me wrong I adore our little plywood queen with the staples in the headboard, and the twisted frame supported by cinder blocks that shudders and quakes if you look at it too harshly and threatens to fall all to pieces if you somersault across it.

Okay that's a lie.....I hate that bed. I have permanent bruises on my leg from running into the sharp foot board corners and I have long since tired of putting king sized sheets on a queen sized bed. Not to mention the cinder blocks invariably scrape up the toes of my dress shoes that live under the bed.

Here's hoping it all goes well!