Busy, Busy Bees

This week is going to be incredibly busy.

Not really for me, but for Reed it is going to be intense. He is working 40 hours a week and on top of that is having to take 2 tests, 3 or so quizzes, revise and add to his poetry portfolio and write a couple papers....oh and study for finals....

Oh and he has his brother's graduation and his own bachelor party this weekend, which leaves next to no time this week for anything but studying.

I literally blocked out his time this week and have a "life planner" as I like to refer to it. But basically every night after work or class he has to stay up until midnight doing homework. And then he has to wake up early just to start it all over again.

I know that a lot of people function like this all the time and you could think, "What's the big deal, my life is that crazy." Well I'd like a different response, I'd like you to think about how hard those weeks are and pray for us.

Pray mostly for Reed that he would persevere and dedicate his work unto the Lord (Colossians 3:23-24) and then pray for me as I try on the "strong, encourager and supporter" hat...it's my job from now on, but I know I'm going to stumble around a bit as I practice my role as the helper for Reed.

Today is only the first day and its already been intense. I am now officially our moving committee. By myself. Reed isn't allowed (by me) to think about the moving of all of my stuff into his house this weekend. He isn't allowed to think about any logistics for this weekend's move or for our move in July. His priority is school and trying to not build a heart of fear and anxiety towards his responsibilities with school.

He's done an AMAZING job so far. He's even gotten to see one of the most embarrassing thing I've ever done.....You ready?

I took a drink of Diet Dr. Pepper and like half a drop went down the wrong tube while the rest went down the right tube. It's not that abnormal right? Well naturally my body is coughing to try and get the small half drop out of the wrong tub when, UUUUURP, I spit out the rest of the gulp from the right tube.

Yes....I spit up Diet Dr. Pepper, very similar to how an infant would, on my bed, while Reed was watching me cough.

So poor Reed took a break from studying (which he did about 7ish hours of tonight) and brought me a towel so that it didn't get all over my bed.

He then called me cute about 15 minutes later. I'm sorry but I couldn't help thinking, "ummmmmm, please tell me you remember me just SPITTING UP ON MYSELF".

Oh thank goodness Jesus has a sense of humor...It's those little weird things that get us through these rough weeks.