Sharing is Caring.
Only Child Syndrome.
I didn’t know I had it until I got here. Sharing? Oh, ok. I will share my hair spray with you…
and my body wash…
and my $130 straightener…
AHHHHHHHH.
These past three weeks have definitely been about learning to share, learning to live with someone else in your quarters all the time, and learning you have to be a good roommate to have a good roommate.
So I had decided, even if Kelsey doesn’t make her bed (which I do everyday), I will be ok with that, when she doesn’t put her towel on her rack, I will simply pick it up for her and put it on there, and if she chooses not to restock the refrigerator with water when she takes the last bottle, I will kindly, without complaining, restock the fridge. These may seem like little things, but when its just been me my whole life, adding someone else’s junk in the mix throws me off.
Other than that, everything has been wonderful. I love Kelsey, Rachel, and Paige. I am so blessed to have such wonderful girls to live with for the next year or longer.
XXOO
P.S. If you don’t have Andy Stanley’s podcast on your iTunes, it is about time you get it. I listen every week, and have absolutely fallen in love with him. The man can straight preach, and by preach I am God is speaking through him EVERY time he gets up to the pulpit. I love it.
Love you guys!
