Sunday, March 11, 2012

Recovery mode


It is time for another blog post. Past time. Honestly, I've had very little to say that anyone would want to read. Lately I have mumbled a lot about work, and believe me, you don't want to hear about that! The one thing I will say about my job, or any job, is that when it doesn't fit who you are, it can be a miserable place to spend your time. My job fits me about as well as skinny jeans fit a sumo wrestler.

Hubby was at home, working his "at home" job for five, going on six months. It doesn't pay much so I try to be very thankful for my job that helps fill in the financial gaps. But after a while, (13 months of that bad fit) I started to flip. Seriously! I could hardly recognize myself. It was as if I could feel a little of my person, who I am, being stolen from me every day. I felt like a prisoner in some awful sci-fi experiment having my personality slowly altered by brain sucking aliens. I think I was dying on the inside.

That's why, when hubby suddenly got a deployment call, I decided to pack a bag and get out of town. I called my manager when I was about a thousand miles from home and told him I wouldn't be coming in to work for a while. That was probably one of the most irresponsible things I have ever done in my whole life. I don't know if I did it because I was trying to avoid mental illness, or if I did it because I've already lost the last marble and should be locked up in a puffy room somewhere. Truth is, I don't really want to know the answer. I'm happy just to wonder.

Anyway, here I am, on another adventure, in Michigan. (Check out my little map in the side bar. I haven't been able to change that in WAY over a year, and I'm so excited to do so!)

We had a good trip with no problems. We did run into a little snow along the way, but it was very little and served as a reminder that in some places, winter is hanging on for a while.



The new truck (I haven't mentioned the new truck here have I?) performed very well and the camper followed along quite obediently and never blew a tire or anything. I began to feel a little more like myself with every mile. It's been a long time since I got excited over anything. So when this crazy little thing made me smile and made me want to take it's picture, I knew I was entering recovery mode.

But this is no ordinary spork. 

It's a spork. (Half spoon, half fork)
It's a folding spork!


How cool is that?!
There are perks to buying "to go" grapefruit from a truck stop. I know you're jealous. How many of you can say you own a folding spork?

Now, I'd love to make some deep spiritual point here, you know, like what God taught me through a foldaway plastic eating utensil,  but I'm still a bit numb from the personality stealing, brain sucking aliens. And for some reason, I find it hard to hear the voice of the Lord when I am in such a state. I seek Him, but full recovery is going to take a while. I pray that my "adventure" will last long enough for it to happen.

I appreciate your prayers.

Lavonda

4 comments:

Edie said...

I'm so jealous. I want a folding spork! LOL!

It's really good to see you come alive again my friend. ♥

Panhandle Gal said...

I'm thrilled for you.....and jealous! I'm glad the cycle has broken. I think every now & again it's okay to do that crazy thing you would normally never do in order to appease your sense of injustice that you carried for far too long. Jeremy says watch this video: http://m.youtube.com/watch?desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DtpKINd8NPwo&v=tpKINd8NPwo&gl=US . lol! Happy Trails! Misty

Chris said...

Hi Lavonda, just stopping by to say how delightful your blog is. Thanks so much for sharing. I have recently found your blog and am now following you, and will visit often. Please stop by my blog and perhaps you would like to follow me also. Have a wonderful day. Hugs, Chris
http://chelencarter-retiredandlovingit.blogspot.com/

Talkin' Texan said...

Edie, the next time I get one, I'll send it to you.

Thanks Misty, I pray this has broken the cycle. But I fear it is just a rest and I will be forced to go back... I'm almost scared to hope. Seems life often holds more disappointments than encouragements these days. We never know what's around the next bend.
Thanks for the video. I'll watch it first chance I get.

Hi Chris! And welcome! I am so happy to have you here! Thanks for the comment and you can be sure I will visit you at your blog. I look forward to getting to know you. :)