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The plot thickens

August 3, 2010

Wow.  What a whirlwind of a month July was.  I could tell you stories but you wouldn’t believe them.

Then again, you might.  I have told some pretty wild stories here.  All of them true, too.  Or at least mostly true.

But I don’t feel like it right now so I’m just going to move on to August and I’ll revisit the details of July later if I am so moved.

Just a few months ago I was asking for a story worth telling…worth living.  I think that often we really don’t know what “story” looks like until we’re in one, or possibly all the way through to the other side of one.  And sometimes it looks mighty strange at first glance, and not very adventurous or interesting at all.  It just looks daily.  It can be really hard to get excited about daily life.  The tedium and the monotony can be such a grind.

And then came the studio.  I love the studio.  It’s quiet there and I can play with my toys and not even have to put them away when I’m done.  It’s a kid’s dream!

And then I bought a domain.  I don’t have a website attached to it yet.  I’ll probably route it to an Etsy storefront once I get one of those set up.  But I don’t know for sure yet.  I’ll blather on about it here once I make some final decisions and actually get them moving.

And then I traveled a lot and realized how much I’ve changed.  Eight years ago I would have never taken off and driven 7-12 hours by myself.  I couldn’t have.  I had a terrible habit of falling asleep in the car, and being the driver didn’t keep me from getting horribly sleepy!  But God started re-wiring me, and now I don’t have to have company in the car or even a book on tape.  I just need something to munch in case the sleepies try to set in.  Smartcorn is great for that.  So is Indiana Kettle Corn.  I can nibble for a long time without getting all stuffed and sluggish.  I listen to the radio and sometimes just play the scan button for hours on end.  I wouldn’t have done THAT eight years ago, either.

And now after 22 years of being a stay-at-home-mom, I’ve become gainfully employed.  I always said that if God wanted me to work outside of our home then I really needed Him to bring the job to me instead of me trying to make it happen.  And that’s pretty much what happened.  Tomorrow I start work at a ladies’ “intimate wear” store in The Commons.  I won’t name it here in case they don’t really want my sort of publicity (why wouldn’t someone want their business name in the same blog as this?), but it’s not the one that is famous for their nigh-pornographic catalogs.  I find it hilarious that I’m going to be working there.  I would have never thought myself the type to work in a place specializing in “unmentionables”, but I really do enjoy this store, what with all the soft, pretty merchandise and the calm, positive atmosphere.  And I will be learning interesting new things, which I like.  So it will probably be a lot of fun.  Remind me I said that if I’m still there when the holidays roll around.

Nothing I’ve listed here is earth-shaking.  But it’s all potentially story-shifting.  Time will tell how and to what degree my story is shaped and shifted by the chapters of this summer.  But even more so, I wonder if anyone else’s story will be shaped and shifted because of the movement of my story?  Will it matter to the new people I meet that they now know me?  Will it matter to those who buy my jewelry and art that they now own the work of my heart and my hands?  Will lives change direction because I stepped into them in some way?

Isn’t that really what a good story does?  It doesn’t just please the subject of the story.  It shapes and shifts those who watch, who listen, who enter in.

I want to have a story like that.

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  1. August 3, 2010 12:44 am

    “I wonder what sort of tale we’ve fallen into.” Sam could not have asked a better question.

    But even more so, I wonder if anyone else’s story will be shaped and shifted because of the movement of my story? Stories have already changed because of your story.

    Will it matter to the new people I meet that they now know me? YES!

    Will it matter to those who buy my jewelry and art that they now own the work of my heart and my hands? YES!

    Will lives change direction because I stepped into them in some way? Eternally YES!

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