based on my life's experiences, this statement is one of the truest things i have ever read. the last few months have felt oppressive. emotional. physically draining. it was more than just moving, everything got crazy at once.
today i laid on my bed and read a magazine. and i didn't feel guilty. right now i am blogging and listening to wreckless eric and it's making me want to lay down and watch stranger than fiction. and i don't feel guilty about that either. (clearly, i struggle with guilt).
the chaos is dying down. i feel like we are embarking on a really great time of life- everything feels...good. like, yesterday cate telling us about the moon and how every color of the rainbow can be found there, even though we look at it and think it's just, like, grey. to continue the conversation i asked, "is there water on the moon?" she said, "nope just ice" with a roll of her eyes evident in her tone of voice.
then we put her to bed and grant and i watched new girl again- we can't help it. every episode gets watched multiple times. and cozy in my bed i thought, i sure like my life. and now, just cause i'm thinking about it, here's one of my favorite scenes from a movie ever:
*in regards to title: that is what everyone on the street used to say when i was a missionary and we'd inquire as to their well-being. it's funny cause it's true.