I am sprawled on the floor in between two tiny bunk beds in our tiny room for the month. The fan is on “setting five” so the blades spin wildly and the whole fixture shakes as if it might fall. And still, it is scorching hot.
The AC in our room is officially no longer working. It’s fine, really. We had a week of blissful cold nights.
I mean, I could venture upstairs and become a squatter for a night in a room that is not ours. But, right now, that seems like a lot of effort. A walk down the hallway. An entire one flight of stairs. Now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem like an arduous journey. Maybe I will…
My lovely three friends are nearby. From my vantage point I can barely glimpse Fuji. She’s already asleep. It is typically me who is first asleep. Strange. Julie is perched on her chair, blogging as well. Oh wait, she just hopped up and left. I wonder if she will return? And, Melissa, well, I can hear her laugh so I know she is close. Castle. I bet they are starting to watch Castle. Julie won’t be returning.
Today was a good day. We spent it at the hospital, raising money for the Heart Patient’s Fund – a fund that provides free/subsidized heart surgeries for those in need. We almost surpassed the record for the largest amount raised in one day.
Upon arriving home, I took a two hour nap. I have been sleep-deprived recently. Insomnia, early morning yoga / prayer, and late nights full of Indian food, reading out loud, and writing will do that. I don’t think I want to make naps a habit. They absorb too much time.
Team time was the usual montage of crazy. I love these people with whom I get to live life. Julie taught me how to handstand. For the first time in my life, I held a free-standing handstand by myself for approximately 3.5 seconds. By my reaction, you would have thought I just found out Disney princesses are real (for those who don’t know…that means I was really, really excited).
Turns out I was wrong. Julie and Melissa are back. I think she might finish her blog after all. (you should check and see… www.juliemorsfield.theworldrace.org )
I think I will go to sleep now. Tomorrow is Justin’s birthday. I wonder what kind of shenanigan we can find?
Just another day on the Race, just another day in life. To some, it is mundane, normal, boring. But, to me, it is beautiful, delightful, an adventure.
Today was full of Jesus. He is in every tiny moment, which makes every tiny moment special. I am thankful for days like today—days full of typical moments. Just like I am thankful for days which include atypical moments.
Whatever your day is full of today, I pray you are thankful for it. Jesus is there. Your day is special.
