well, not really... at least not entirely in the environmental sense. however, quite a fitting blog title for this so far so good st. patrick's day, wouldn't you say?
while in the last stage of recovery from losing my last two wisdom teeth this past thursday, there has been much to think about regarding the finality of things...
our home here in g-ville has been viewed by a few more potential buyers in the last few days. all the showings were reported to us as good ones. selling it has been prayed into reality by us and many Faith-filled friends, so now it is just a matter of when... others still say "rent, rent"... and while the thought of that was never not an option, there's something about getting stuff out from underneath of you as you're trying to take steps forward. as we'll soon be located 4 hours from here, still owning the home means it'd be our responsibility if something were to happen, i.e. HVAC issues, water leak, etc... granted we sincerely do not believe anything of that nature will happen anytime soon, it is always a possibility. {so, if you or someone you know needs a fine townhome here, OURS IS AVAILABLE!
two week notices can be tricky. well, for me they are. laura starts her new job in Columbia this coming monday... regardless. i'm not yet employed in Columbia. i still need a paycheck. we still need to sell this house. laura will be renting a room from our first new God-sent (girl)friend who owns a home there until we sell. so i will hang here for that paycheck i still need, as well as remain keeper of the house. starting to get the idea? we'll survive, we promise, but it'll be interesting for a moment at least. we're not "worried", but it goes without saying...
what'd you think i was going to say it?
so are we going green?... in no more ways than we already have... but it is one of my favorite colors! here's a blog closing tangent... when i was younger... back when the next best thing to Jesus were crayons... if a picture/drawing didn't have any green in it, it was absolutely worthless to me. it could not only not be considered a work of art, it wasn't worth my time to even imagine it. today, although crayons have long since evaporated from my elementary school's radiators, i still dream of custom green fender strats and more money in my pocket, and occasionally reminisce on all the time i spent being green in high school... all in all, i'm thankful that i'm still able to breathe down here on God's green earth! may we all make the best of it...
love.
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