Who drugged me?

For the last couple days I have been off caffeine completely and skipping along on a couple Dove dark chocolate pieces a day to trick my body out of demanding coffee and/or Dr Pepper (a newfound pseudo-addiction. Grrr). Strangely, instead of dragging through the days and having miserable headaches, I am feeling euphoric! Who knows if it's actually related to the caffeine deprivation, the chocolate or my continual pondering of how good I have it. Who really knows.

But seriously, I feel like I have it made and my mind is scrambling to wrap around that idea. Every time I get in my car and it automatically starts playing some awesome music that Sam put on my iPhone and I realize I know Phoenix like the back of my hand so even rush hour game day traffic is no problem because I live downtown (downtown!!) anyway so worst case scenario is that I park my car in the Arts district and ride the light rail to a couple blocks from home. Home. Where Sam is always waiting for me, loving me, and saying hysterical stuff ALL the time that just makes me feel like a little girl, giggling at the cute boy in class. And he IS the cutest boy in any class. Which makes working with all men quite manageable. No one will ever compare. But even wanting to be home with him doesn't change the fact that I love my job and it gets cooler (albeit more stressful) every week. And my awesome job is what gave me my awesome car, so the cycle continues.

We have certainly been through having nothing and wondering each day how we're going to make it through the next, but God has been faithful. Now it feels like "more than [we] could ever ask or imagine" and still I think of those days as our best. Having nothing but wanting nothing. I pray we never reach "having it all and wanting more".


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