It's been a minute.

It's been an exhausting while.  I can count on an even number of digits, which is less than the second lowest prime number, how many days off of work I've had.  I sleep during the day.  Power napping is in.  I can say for the beginning stretch that I did not enjoy my job. But now like a hard boiled egg, I'm earning the confidence and trust of colleagues.  Showing up is more a victory to feeling important, if not competent.  The 'fake it til you make it' routine has done me well.

I've experienced "grown up " problems as well.  My lovely little war pony "swirls" as she's called in our house needed some serious attention.  I've dashed over to OReily's Auto Shop for coolant, fresh battery connector terminals, and new brake lamp bulbs.  It's summer time and although I don't feel like I'm making it rain in any sense of the metaphor, I'm finally feeling flexible.  My patience, my virtue, and my holiness are slowly being refined.  I even got a vote of confidence from a couple of pastors in the church about my love life.  I love those men, if not for their naive optimism, than maybe for their deliberate hope for me.

So what has been keeping me ablaze?

I love entertainment. So when I heard about this HBO show called 'True Detective', intrigue led me check it.  It's dark, brooding, vice happy, and inappropriate.  I love Woody Harrelson as an actor, and Matthew Mcconaughey was a bonus.  Season two is starting this Sunday and I'm genuinely jazzed about it.  Check it.

More over, I'm a pop culture/ sports junkie, so I was fascinated to read about my favorite athlete and a journalist's view of how he could slow down father time.  Is he as dominant as he was when I watched him torture NBA defenses as a young man?  No.  Is he as efficient?  Not so much.  But Tim Duncan is a class act and a hero to the game, so I'd never pass on someone else's much more professional opinion to sing his praises.

I've slowed down on the reading a bit.  But I'll find something and burrow down.  The sweet membership to the local gym keeps me sane if not feeling better about the chaotic hours.  I smile more.  I pray often.  I worship intentionally.  I serve in spite of myself.  I'm not complaining.  It's just getting so much more real.