So I've gone from going to another country to buying a car. Originally there was some disappointment that gradually faded to the point where I am now more excited to stay in Hays than go to the Mother-Country.
The first step in all of this is to buy myself a little black truck.
As you well know I had been saving for London, a 7,000 american dollar trip, and I was nearly halfway there. But what is little known is that when I first started saving I told myself that I am 1) saving for a trip to London, or 2) saving for a car. Turns out I am saving for a car, but what I didn't know is that I am still saving for London.
London being the name of my truck. (yes, I'm quite convinced that I will be owning a little black truck)
It came up at dinner when I was talking to some friends about being excited for my car and especially the aspect of naming it. One of them, named BJ, piped in with London. It took me a moment, but then I understood how purely genius his suggestion had been.
What it meant was that all this time I have been saving for London. Not a trip, but a car. And that all this time I've been doing the right thing, but with the wrong objective in mind. Hows that for confirmation that I'm making my way haphazardly down this road that God has created for me!
Luv,
Clay
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