Evolving

It's funny how perspective changes as time moves on.  I was thinking about how quickly and simply I have changed in the last year as our lives turn down the road for Change City.  We are evolving, growing and becoming different, maybe even - dare I say - better, people.  I love it.

It's like when you get married and people buy you loads and loads of towels.  Most of them are beautiful, but a couple are kind of crazy looking and  they don't match.  The crazy looking towels go to the back of the linen closet to be used, well, someday.  Two years later you need a towel and you find a beautiful brand new towel in the back of your closet.  Crazy looking, yes.  Clean, yes - therefore it's perfect.  It still doesn't match, but functional and clean is all you really care about. Evolving.  

It's like not showing your pregnancy until 24 or 26 weeks.  Then the belly pops! At 30 weeks people strangers suddenly decide you are showing enough to say something.  That has been my experience the last 2 weeks and it takes me off guard every time. To me I feel normal, unless I am bending down or staring at my belly I almost forget it's there.  The most laughable comments so far have been:
- "How far along are you?  Oh, so you have a few more weeks until you get puffy and funny looking."  Fantastic.
- Check out lady: "I think you're having a girl."  Me: "Nope, it's a boy"  Lady: "I am never wrong"  Me: "Hmm, well you were wrong this time...."
- Man behind me in line: "I think you're having twins"  Me: " Haha! It wouldn't be pregnancy if someone didn't say it at least once."
- Lady in store while I was grabbing a mirror off a shelf: "You shouldn't be twisting!" Me: Ignoring her... I didn't realize that comment was intended for me.  Lady: "YOU SHOULDN'T BE TWISTING"  Me: Looking up, realizing she is now screaming at me.  "Just reaching, no twisting here."
The belly is grabbing attention friends, it's evolving.

We are getting rid of cable at our house.  The idea that Food Network and HGTV will be long gone makes my heart a little sad. Ben will miss his History channels and all those animal, crazy swamp people and duck shows - oh and SportsCenter. But, we have decided we have better things to do. That. IS. Evolving.

It's like this certain dog who doesn't stay in his own bed all night.  I imagine he is similar to the 3 year old that comes into his parents room when he has a bad dream. Except this dog pulls the bad dream card every night.  This is also a super cuddly dog who likes to be touching someone AT ALL TIMES.  He has taken over our bed and I can't bring myself to kick the cuddly guy out.  Even if that means I am sleeping in a squatting position on 1/4th of the bed.  Because that happens almost every night. There was a time I couldn't stand dogs.  Now one sleeps with on me.  Evolving.

I am learning to be patient when things don't happen with a snap of the fingers.  You see, I like to move fast.  Drive fast, clean fast, I get an idea and I like it to be executed very quickly.  I think the only thing that I don't do quickly is get ready - that needs time.  Ben, on the other hand, likes to take his time.  He drives slower, walks slower and when he is executing an idea he takes time to implement.  We have different styles.  We are evolving and working together.  His awesome attention to detail and my pushy ideas are really putting together some fantastic projects that you shall one day see.  Evolving.

Evolving, learning and growing.  And oh boy, we have so much evolving left to do.