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Boy, I’m getting sick of changing plans every semester or so! Phooey on change.
Anyhow. Oklahoma Baptist U. (here in Shawnee) apparently has more scholarship money than they know what to do with, and over ninety percent of the students barely pay for anything at all.
Financially, there’s no way I can go to college full time this coming semester. Most of the scholarships I’ve been applying for are for NEXT year. Okay, so I’m not so good at this, I’ll admit it. But Mom and I were talking, and we think it’s a good idea to look into taking some classes at OBU this next semester. I’ve been praying about it… and I’d really like some prayer on this. I don’t know if the Lord is leading me to another college or away from college altogether. So I could REALLY use some prayer on this.
My hands are covered in paint. I have paint on my arms, on my pants, on my face and… yep, a little in my hair too. Paint parties? A blast.
We’re nowhere near done, but we have enough done that I can go down during the week and work on painting. And I LOVE MY ROOM. You think those colors looked good on the computer? Well they ROCK on my walls. Wow. I’m in love.
I’ve been pretty busy with that and some other stuff, so I’ve been, like, anti-updating. I promise I’ll cut that out.
What an awesome possible turn of events.
So. My mom has the mini-van, right? And my dad has his car… a little red Mazda? I’m car inept, give me a break. Well, Dad might be getting a promotion, and if so, he would need a pickup.
A guy in our congregation has a Range Rover that just needs a little work, and he’s giving it to Dad. I don’t know why! And Dad just talked to a guy at work who may be willing to trade him. A Range Rover for a pickup.
And then I get the little red Mazda. Hooray for free cars!!
Stuff on the house is going quickly, thank goodness. I’m so excited; I wanted to move in yesterday, if you know what I mean. The old kitchen floor has been torn up, and the entire kitchen is painted. This week we’re going to paint the rest. Want to see what colors I’ve (finally) chosen for my room?
My monitor is notorious for displaying colors a little different, so I assure you that they look nice on my computer at least! But the rest of the house ended up being mostly blue and green and purple… cool colors, and so I went with warm colors. Well, the bathrooms are outrageous too… Mom and Dad’s is going to be yellow with daisies and such, and mine (well, the one I’ve adopted) is going to be bright green and blue and orange and yellow and generally outrageous. I will post pictures as soon as I get some, I promise.
Other than that? Life is life.
I’m going through blogging withdrawal. BUT! Look at the site! Haha, I won’t claim that it looks cool, but at least this time it’s my own design. Just a little something different. Coolest part? You can drag the navigation box anywhere you’d like…
And now here’s the exciting part… I’m moving!
Now calm down. I’m not moving back to PA, I’m not moving to Texas or Colorado or Canada or anywhere, don’t worry. I’m moving north… about a hundred and fifty feet.
Back in June, apparently, there was a small fire in the house behind us (which is a lot like ours– same floorplan, but bigger and laid out a little better). It didn’t burn the house down or anything, but the smoke caused so much damage that they had to totally gut it. They pulled everything out… carpet, cabinets, plumbing, WALLS… the only things they left were the foundation, the outside walls, and the roof. They totally redid the inside… it’s like a brand new house.
It’s a lot like ours, like I said. There are four actual bedrooms instead of three like my house, and where our carport had already been converted to another bedroom and a mudroom, the carport in this other house is still a carport. Our house has 1.5 bathrooms; the other house has two full.
And so you know what? We’re buying it. Actually, the house is already in our name. Morgaged. We have keys. It’s OURS.
I have never EVER lived in a house that wasn’t rented. Do you have any idea how AWESOME this is?
The most crazy thing is seeing God’s hand in all of this. Last Friday afternoon, Dad offhandedly heard that the house was for sale. Saturday morning, Mom mentioned to me that I should pray for her and Dad’s wisdom, because they were looking into it. Sunday, we talked to the owner.
Monday evening we had keys. And we are planning on being moved in by Hanukkah.
ISN’T THAT AWESOME??!