Happy Power Monday! Can you believe it is the 50th post of Power Monday! I really don’t feel like I have written 50 of these. Strange. But what is also strength is that on Thursday it will be Strength and Sunshine’s 1 year blogiversary/birthday/whatever you want to call it! I whole year of blogging. 5 days a week! Wow. But I will save all that for Thursday, for now I have other things to discuss 😉
Random transition, but let’s get lost for a second. I am sure we all have
many at least one story of us getting lost at sometime in our life. I’m talking physically and mentally lost. One is easier to identify than the other. If I find myself in a place I have never been before and know I shouldn’t be, well I can clearly positively say I am physically lost. One f the most recent times I have gotten physically lost was last year around this time, when I went to take the SATs. I was taking them at a totally different high school than my own that I had never been to before. Since you never know exactly how long the test will end up taking, I followed my mom over in a separate car. Thus I was paying close attention to the back roads we were on and trying to memorize my way so I could make it back on my own when the test was done. This was a pretty stupid undertaking to take on. Filling up my brain with visual snapshots of the roads and turns while then having to take the grueling 4 hour long SAT.
Well by the time the test was done, I was exhausted and not ready to drive back home. But I hoped in the car anyway and pulled out of the parking lot. Right off the bat there was a complicated intersection. I thought I knew the way. Turn left on that street right there. Well no, I should have turned left. So I was driving for awhile thinking that the roads looked the same, but then I knew something was up when I never came to the next turn I needed to make. The road kept going on and on, but I kept telling myself that the turn would come up eventually. But in my head I knew I had went the wrong way and I had no idea how to go back. With my heart pounding, my stomach growling, my stress-levels through the roof, I pulled off into a church parking lot, called my mom and started crying.Read More