How do you know?

So, tonight I was lonely. Kind of whiny. Sort of feeling sorry for myself.

When I told a friend how I was feeling, she asked if I was still sure if Colorado was where I was supposed to be. It made me stop for a second and think. How do I know when things are hard because something's wrong...or hard because something's right.

Because things are hard. I love my job, but it's hard. I'm meeting friends, but it's hard. I'm settling in at church, but it's hard. None of it seems easy. Should it?

I feel like I've just been kind of shutting down the past few days. It's easier to go to bed at 8:30 on a Friday night than to focus on the fact that I'm alone at 8:30 on a Friday night. It's easier to stay late at work than to come home to an empty apartment. So why am I not happy when I do things the easy way?

I DO feel like Colorado is where I'm supposed to be. But it certainly isn't an easy place to be. Again, I ask...should it be?

So, I've been meaning to post. Really, I have. But there's been eating and shopping and work and eating and decorating. And now I'm sleepy. But I thought I'd post a few pics of the Christmas decorations for your viewing pleasure. I'll be back with some real thoughts soon. My brain hurts right now though.

To Whom it May Concern:

(I'm back to stealing blogs again)

Dear Friends who Stood Me Up This Weekend:
Please call me if you say you're going to call me. I don't care if you're just calling me to cancel our plans. Just call me. Or text me. Or send me a smoke signal. I don't care, just release me from our plans so I can go about my weekend.

Your Annoyed but Forgiving Friend,
Brandy

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Dear Ty Pennington,
You are a beautiful man. But have you been fake baking? Because you looked a little abnormally tan tonight on Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I don't want to focus on your fake orange hue when I should be sobbing over your heart wrenching show.

Distracted in Colorado

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Dear Cozy Coffeehouse,
I won't list your name, because you've never let me down in the past. But please, never put watermelon in a fruit parfait. Strawberries, yes. Blueberries, sure. Pineapple, I can deal with. But seriously? Watermelon. Please don't do that again.

Watermelon Wary

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My Little Friend at Church,
I'm cool with the fact that you don't like to play all of our games in Sunday school. I'm okay with the fact that you may think I'm a dork. I can appreciate that you're a loner. But please, PLEASE, stop sneaking out of the classroom when I'm not looking. I can't handle the pressure. I don't want to have to tether you to the furniture, but I will. Don't test me.

Your short-fused teacher,
Brandy

Everybody Wang Chung Tonight

Man, I love the 80's!