That is "Terre Haute"
Looks like I'm getting shipped off. I'll be living in Terre Haute, Indiana for the next 6 months of my life. I get to come home on weekends, no worries, the Lou will not be Murl-free ALL week long.
I'm actually rather excited about it. (Ask me in a few months what I think..). I'm mostly glad because life seems like it will slow down a bit. I get to focus back on one job and to take some evenings to rest more. I am welcoming that.
Not welcoming missing my volleyball night, or my small group night, but I'll survive, I suppose.
I'm still pretty tired. Was in Terre Haute, on Monday (there and back) then on Tuesday flew to KC, stayed up too late working, then got up way too early and sat through a 10-hour meeting.
In a word I'm nauseous-tired.
Had to give a presentation today infront of a lot of people that should have made me quite nervous. It went pretty well, and people actually stopped checking their e-mail when i was presenting. That was nice.
So there is a light at the end of this busy-tunnel, and good times, in a place where someone makes my bed for me everyday, which means my bed will actually get made everyday. This is something that I'm actually ready for.
"At this point in my life" Says Tracy Chapman.
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* hmph. i don't know about this terre haute place, but i'm pretty sure me and cary, nc, are extremely jealous.
"Farming, milling and especially pork processing constituted the economic backbone of antebellum Terre Haute. A familiar sight was the droves of corn-fattened hogs being coaxed and prodded along city streets towards the numerous slaughterhouses lining the river." Well, at least you'll have bacon there. Sigh.
Hmm... not sure how I feel about sharing you- but I guess that greatness shouldn't be so contained and that God knows what He's doing. Thank goodness for Sunday's!! When does this deal start??
By the way... apparently I'm anonymous.
They should change the name to "Terre Hate" because I hate it.
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