I realized that my sisters and I are all sort of in this weird in between phase, just waiting to figure out where life is headed next.  We are all at different phases, but eerily similar situations.  So when the door closes, keeping praising God in the hallway.

So, onto the list we go.

160.  Dinner with my cousin

 

161.  My cousins choosing Taylor University

162.  My cousins being so close

163.  The way that they have grown up so much and yet are so excited to see what's next

 

164. Playing tag during Sunday School 

 

165. Beating all the kids at tag (running's practical side)
166.  Surviving a long night working at the ER
167.  That all shifts must come to an end
168.  Having leftovers for lunch
169.  My green striped dress

Ok, so my sister tells me that my animal story is turning into a soap opera.  The cats have been hanging around (outside the house now that it is warm).  They cuddle and snuggle on each other and I just want [my parents] to keep them.

See?

 

 

They now meow outside the Utility Room door, because they don't want to crawl under the house.  I haven't rewarded their laziness.

 

So, this morning (around 2:30am), I saw a non-cat in our utility room.  I woke up this morning to find an opposum on my bike.  Yup, our nightmare in real life.

 

Oh, but this gets better (or worse).  When our landlords came over, the opposum was gone, but there was a dead cat behind the boxes.  We heard meowing the other night and it got louder when I attempted to move the boxes.  Thinking I was hurting it and that it could escape, I left it.  So yup, I killed a cat.