For the last two and a half years I lived with my good friend Tim Street. In fact, since graduating from high school I have lived with Tim more than anyone else, for five years actually. Thinking back Tim was an awesome roommate, lots of fun and lots of stories. Wall pie, the naked blanket, Anne Frank memorials, and the title of the blog you are now reading...all courtesy of living with Tim.
Sadly, those times have come to an end. Tim and I have parted ways and moved on to new places. But first was the pack and clean. When we moved into our
place it was super dirty and gross, but we cleaned that place up right and it was looking good. Clean apartment? Check. Packed up all my stuff? Check. Moved it to my new place..............uh, about that. So didn't know where I was headed jobwise when we moved out so I dumped all of my stuff into a storage unit in Elletsville. I would just like to point out how sad it is when your entire life can fit into a 10x10 storage unit. Quite sad. However, it did lead me to a temporary living arrangement at Hotel Felton, with my friends Tim and Carrie. They graciously offered a room while I figured out what I was doing.Living with the Felton's has been great. They are amazing people but the best thing about the situation is the community that I have become a part of. Tim and Carrie, along with Will, Colleen and Kevin Rose (of Rose Backyard Pizza fame), have been very intentional about surrounding themselves with community. We all get together on Monday evenings and have dinner, after we spend some time talking about how we can make a positive impact on our community and those around us. We also talk about things that have been going on in our lives, our hopes and concerns, then we spend some time praying for one another. It is pretty special.
Now, before you think that everything at the Felton's is some magical fairly land where everything is perfect and wonderful, trust me, it's not. First of all there is only one bathroom, so sometimes there is what I like to call the dance of the toothbrush. Some evenings you can witness us all wandering around brushing our teeth in various rooms in the house while we share the one sink, terrible. Also, Carrie keeps bring home random used furniture. First it was a recliner (which admittedly was pretty nice) then it w
as a giant picnic table that is all peeling and gross. My guess is that her next find will be a half filled garbage can that reeks of decades of use. But at least she will have gotten a good deal on it. But that is not even the worst part. The worst part is that I have to live with this guy. Yeah, I can't really believe it either.My tease for this blog promised a question, so here it is. What's next? That's what I have been trying to determine lately. I'm still looking for full-time work and while I'd love to stay in Bloomington and stay surrounded by this community. However, I am coming to the realization that this may not be a possibility. So I'm keeping my eyes open for a job, no matter where it takes me. As soon as I know, you will know. Okay, maybe not that fast, but shortly after I update my family and friends I probably get around to let you know.
Blogging, this stuff just got real.
