30 Days, not 300 or 3, but 30.

That's right. 30 entire days. 30 days of being worked on and 30 days to grow. Hard. Rewarding. Thirty. I can't write in sentences. I have a problem with this. I have fallen in love with periods. I am also a very bad secret-keeper. But, I love surprises. Sometimes I think about them a lot. I think... wouldn't it be so cool if someone decided to be spontaneous and surprise me... or something amazing happened that I didn't know was going to happen. But, I think this is the romantically minded part of me that I sometimes hate a lot. But, back to thirty. Apparently thirty days is biblical. I only found it once though in the Bible. Maybe I didn't search hard enough. But, it doesn't really matter how many days it is... just that I have a set number. A goal... which I'm hesitant to call a goal... because it will be accomplished. It's like when you're fasting; you don't say it's a goal for me not to eat today. You just do it. So, I will just do the 30 days. Anna says it's like Nike. Just do it. You know what I also love that I just realized? I love that no one will understand this blog. Well, except for the chosen ones. Haha. The chosen ones. Hmm. You know what else I realized that just came out when I was praying... and I was thinking... shoot! Did I just say that? That was SO not my idea. God's idea, yes! I was talking aloud and "Wham"... The reward at the end of the 30 days won't be getting what I want again (that I didn't have for 30 days), but it will be that I am going to be so much closer to God when it's over. God basically just changed my motives without me knowing and it made me giggle a little bit... because He does this. Speaking of giggling, I have been giggly all day long. Even by myself. I just can't help it. I don't know what's gotten into me! I was driving... listening to music... and all of a sudden I just burst into laughter. It wasn't even a funny song. But, to me... it was a little. It was a dumb song that I heard a million times before and I was just thinking... who in the world sings about such dumb things. And... then it just came over me... and I couldn't stop. At home fellowship I had to control myself because I just wanted to giggle. For no reason, really. And on the way home, I wasn't listening to anything and I just kept laughing. It's funny. Seriously. I can't write seriously and laugh at the same time... but I just did. And I really don't know what it is. Well, 30 days. I'm actually on day 2. I thought it was day 3... but no. Day 2. I will have to live day 3 over again tomorrow... because I missed 2. haha. And here comes the giggles again. Oh my. How will I sleep?! The 30 days end on the 13th. Wait- would that make it day 3? Who cares. I end on the 13th. This is also when I go to the dentist. I'm getting glamor shots at the dentist... who would have guessed? All that modeling payed off.... oh my. Anna, if you read this, you'll know what I'm thinking. Fred. Okay, enough rambling. 30 days here I come. Well, 28 or 27 or something. No, here I come is not the right mindset. Well, a little. It's more like a break. A relief. A peace. It may not stay this way because it will be tough. I'm not prepared. But, I never will be. So 30, 28, 27 I'm here and that's what God said.
Giggles.