Last Night

Last night I ate an unfortunate amount of Gingerbread. And I don't regret it one bit.
Last night I did 35 minutes on the eliptical in the basement. It was boring.
Last night I read in bed until my sister decided it was time to sleep.
Last night there was thunderstorm after thunderstorm. It was noisy yet comforting. I like storms.
Last night a single fly managed to nearly drive me insane.
Last night I woke up sweating because it was so humid.


Last night not much really happened out of the ordinary. a quiet evening at home after a long work day.
Its always nice to come home after a tiring day. It was very hot, I was grateful to spend most of my time at work in air conditioning.There were those 3 hours I spent cleaning out a humid garage during the heat of the day. That was no fun. We finally finished a 17,000 sq.ft. house that we were working on since last monday. It. Was. Huge. and ridiculous. only 4 people lived there. two of them were only 10 years old. Thats over 4,000 sq ft per person. over 3 miles of sq feet total. I don't understand the logic behind it, but to each their own I guess. All I know is if I never step inside another 17,000 sq ft house I don't care. I've had my fill of them.

I remember when I was younger I thought living in a huge house would be so awesome. Granted there were 12 people under 1 roof of a house not meant for 12 people to live in. It was pretty cramped. But now that I'm older and can see all the work that goes into owning that large of a house...I'm cured of ever wanting to live in a mansion. To me its not worth it.

I kind of felt like the Beverly Hillbillies stepping into that house for the first time. Out of place. A little small-town country girl stepping into the land of the outrageously wealthy. Of course in my case I'm not outrageously wealthy. Perhaps outrageously poor. Being a house cleaner and youth director doesn't make you very rich. I bet a single chandelier in that house cost more than I make in a month. To me it seems wasteful, when I see where all that money could have gone to use. I see it every week, at church. I see it every year in whatever country I happen to be in. However, Im not a materialistic person at all. I cringe at spending $20 for jeans. I wait for sales and shop at Marshall's. And Walmart.
I'm grateful I've never been wealthy. I'm grateful that I've had hard work. My favorite job was working on a farm. I spent some time as dental receptionist. I spent most of my time bored stiff. I did lots of babysitting, helped with the homeschooling of some boys I babysat. Now I clean houses and am a youth director. I don't get paid for the youth directing, so I'm grateful to have the cleaning job. I prefer manual labor to a desk job any day. I remember when I worked for the dental office I'd come home exhausted. But It was the kind of exhaustion that came from being bored. With the job I have now, and when I worked at the farm, I'd come home exhausted and knew it was because I'd just put in hours of manual labor. Its a good feeling.