It's late Wednesday evening...I am exhausted, but content too. This week has been challenging and it's not over yet! Three days of Field School done, and only ten more to go...Wow...
Field School...hiking through bush and over mountains, mapping and disecting the story held within the rocks we find. Who knew such unnatural behaviour could be so addicting. Now, I use the word "addicting" very specifically. In order to become addicted to something, one much feel some sort of positive result from said engagement. I hate the bush and the bugs and the dirt and the heat...so why on earth do I find Field Work addicting? I don't believe it's the event that attracts me, but the thrill of doing something so extremely unnatural (for me); that's the drug. The entire time I am out there I wonder, who is this person within that is finding enjoyment from this activity? I think to myself, "she's a pretty cool gal, she should come around more often". Where does this adventurous gal go when I break free of the bush at the end of the day? I wish she would make an appearance more often!
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After lots of quality time with Matt over the last few weeks, this week has been a shock to both our systems...he's been sick since Monday, and we haven't been able to see each other. I miss him. Ya, we talk everyday on the phone, but it's not the same as face to face. Please pray he gets better soon, so we can enjoy each other's company once again!
Dad's moved into his own place this week. Weird...so finalizing. I hope to visit him after Field School is over. I'd really like him and Matt to meet too. Seven months per year is a long time to be away!
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