I say what’s on my mind, I might do a little time

So I lied and didn’t post on Sunday, sorry. It’s been a busy weekend. Filled with interviews, date nights, and the beginnings of a cold.

I was super blessed by being able to get a quick date night job for Friday night, which helped get me some quick cash! Now I’m just praying for a full-time job so I can continue paying my bills. It’s tough, but I know the Lord will provide.
Okay, moving on…Valentine’s Day! I had an awesome day with my roommate, she spoiled me by giving me a mani/pedi, and a coffee cup which has saved my life since I forgot my favorite one in California 😥😥 my awesome day went on into an awesome night when the guy I’m dating took me to dinner(Thai food, my favorite), bought me my favorite wine, and gave me donuts with sprinkles😍😍!!! He’s definitely a keeper.
Moving onto Sunday! I had an interview in west Seattle, for a live-in position, which would be nice, but it would be live-in in exchange for 20-25 hours of work each week. So, no pay. But it would be in an area where I could probably get another job during my free time. I’m praying about it. Though I don’t think it’s really the job for me.
It’s difficult to know where I’m supposed to be, and yesterday was really tough for me. I woke up with this extreme panic which then turned to extreme depression. Just a day of me questioning everything. Add on the fact that I woke up with a sore throat and had barely slept the night before cause of a nasty cough and I was on a roll yesterday. I have had a few people ask me how I knew what I wanted to do with my life when I grew up. The answer is I didn’t. I’m 24 years old, and I’m still not sure what I want. My aunt always tells me that my life is mine to design. And I love that! I try to constantly create a life that is filled with things that make me feel accomplished. Some days it’s as elaborate as doing 2 hours of Zumba, cleaning my room, throwing in several loads of laundry, and cooking an amazing dinner. Others it’s waking up, showering, and writing a blog post. What I’m trying to say is that you don’t always have to run marathons. What makes you feel accomplished in the day to day, is what makes you, you! I have wanted to be so many things since I was a kid. And I’ve accomplished a lot of those things. Not necessarily on a level that society might set as the standard, but on a level that makes me happy. In the end, that’s all that really matters. You, being happy. If being a high power lawyer makes you happy? Go for it. If being a stay at home mom makes you happy? Do it! If being a rockstar at your local coffee shop makes you happy?? Rock on!(also, invite me to your shows!!)
Life is yours to design!!

Now, as promised, it’s. Q&A time!!!!
😍😘👍👍💕💗💙💜💙💓

Question #1: What color nail polish do you mostly use?
I don’t really know. I usually go with whatever season or holiday is coming up. It’s between red and purple. I used to love going to get my nails done regularly, but finances have not allowed for that for over a year, so I stick with doing my own.

Question #2: What movie do you wish you could be the main character in?
The 10th Kingdom. Seriously, I know I’ve told y’all about this movie before. Watch it!! I could live in a fairytale that’s not necessarily perfect, and go on adventures, and save people! It’s perfect!!

Question#3: Would you die, or deny your faith?
I’d die. I know some might not understand this. But my faith is important to me. I wouldn’t deny Christ just to live another day, because He’s never denied me. I went through a time when I didn’t want to believe that Christ was watching over me, but the fact is He’s always been there. I was just being a fool. I’m thankful to live in a country where I can pray, and worship the Lord without fear of death. Yes, I may be made fun of. Yes, I may be misunderstood. But I know my God is greater than any opposition I may face. And that gives me the strength and courage to say I would die if it ever came to that.

Question #4: Would you be a spy, even if it involved killing people?
Yes! …that was too enthusiastic, but have y’all seen Alias? I could be a super awesome spy like Jennifer Garner and that could be so fun and interesting…although there were some dark times she went through…maybe I’ll stick to watching the show and imagining it was my life. 😜

Question #5: What beverage do you mostly drink?
Lemonade. I used to be addicted to Dr. Pepper, and I would drink it all the time. But then I had kidney stones and several people recommended drinking lemonade, since the acid helps break down Kidney stones, so I started and haven’t really stopped. Also, coffee. But with coffee it’s not really an everyday thing, I have tried to tone down my intake…tried being the keyword here.

Question #6: Would you rather be in love with someone that doesn’t love you, or have someone in love with you but you don’t love them?
Unrequited love sucks! I would go with neither. I’ve never been in love. I’ve liked intensely. But love? Don’t think that’s what it is. I’ve liked a guy that doesn’t feel the same…at least I’ve never asked him, so I’m not 100% sure, but whatever. And I’ve had a few guys that liked me, but I never saw them as anything more than a friend. It’s a crappy situation to be in because you don’t want to hurt someone, but you also don’t want to be the one that hurts. And when your heart gets involved it messes with everything. This is the type of struggle that goes on for awhile. Just pray for a solution before you lay yourself out there.

Question #7: When is the last time you played air guitar?
Sunday. On my way home from Seattle! I was stuck in traffic and had Rise Against playing. I also my my steering wheel a drum set. ūüėČ I’ve got mad skills…I also freak out others on the freeway, but whatever. It’s my life.

Question #8: Have you ever made out in a movie theater?
Umm…no. If you’re gonna spend money to watch something, then you should actually watch it. Though, one time this guy took me to the movies and he bought me a soda and midway through the movie this dude whips out his own straw and drinks my soda! The worst is that the straw was from Circle K, he brought his own freaking straw!! Who does that?!?! It was a whole lot of weird.

Question #9: How are you and your love bug?
First, I definitely don’t call him that. It’s weird. Second, we’re good. He treats me respectfully, and he cooks! It’s been awesome to have someone that truly cares about me like he does. I don’t know what the future holds. I never will. But, as of now, he makes me happy. And that’s an awesome place to be in my life.

Question #10: Are you an early riser?
Lol nope. You can ask any of the people that have been to camp with me. Or, any family members. Or, anyone that knows anything about me. Haha. I legitimately don’t do well with mornings. I can do it, though. I can be wide awake and ready for the day at six in the morning. But I won’t really be happy about life until at least ten. And that’s after some serious caffeine assistance. I prefer staying up late, then falling asleep at 6 in the morning😝😝

Alright weirdos, that’s all I’ve got for today. I’m not gonna say I’ll post on Sunday cause I’m gonna have a busy weekend!! Some family members are coming up to Portland and I’m driving down to see them!! It’ll be an awesome adventure, and I’m looking forward to it!!
Keep sending me your questions, prayer requests, testimonies, and prayers! I love reading them and have been blessed to make new friends from all over. I’m praying for y’all. Love you, miss you!!

-Kelsey H. 💕
Hisfavoritestory@Gmail.com

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A minor threat, is still a threat.

I really need a new job. I need this interview on Sunday to go really well. This job is horrid. In the month that I have been here I have never actually considered leaving and going back home to California. Until yesterday.

This week started out iffy, which should’ve let me know I should be wary of everything. The dad took Monday off of work. Was it to give me the day off? Nope. It was to go ride quads with his bros. Which I really don’t care about. It isn’t really an issue for me. What is an issue for me though. Is that last Friday, which should have been when I got paid, which is way less than minimum wage, I wasn’t. That’s right. I wasn’t paid. When I got back on Friday night, no one was home. Then I had to find the dad Saturday and ask for my check, but he was out of checks and not planning on going out during the weekend. So Monday comes along…I get that banks are closed on Sunday, so getting checks isn’t an option. That doesn’t explain the fact that he had several opportunities this entire week to go freaking get cash!!! Seeing as how he had the money to buy gas for the quads, Budweiser Platinum (which is more expensive and not on sale currently) (yes, I do my research), and an endless supply of cigarettes, I would think that paying me the money I actually worked for wouldn’t be the most difficult thing ever! But wait, that’s not all! On Wednesday, the mother brings the daughters over, and a bunch of half used groceries… why? Because her power got shut off for nonpayment! Then, I find out yesterday (after still not getting my money, even though I told the dad I needed it Wednesday cause I have bills I need to pay) that I would get my cash on Friday(today) morning because he had to go pay his ex wife’s electricity bill with my effing money!!!!!!!!!! UGH!!!! And he has to wait for his money to be deposited into his account. The freaking guy didn’t even apologize or seem like he thought not paying me but buying all this crap was an issue!! Plus, the ex and her spawn have spent the last few nights in his house. Even though the power is back on…

Whatever, that’s not even the worst part, and trust me, it gets bad.

On Wednesday, it was picture day. I will forever rock out picture day. When I have my own children, they will look amazeballs on picture day! So, with the Kid, I made sure he woke up early. He had bathed the night before, so his hair looked like crap. But I got him an awesome outfit together, and did his hair. The kid look rockin. Super sharp! (His outfit even matched, it was amazing) Even the neighbor was shocked with how good he looked! So, it was a decent morning. But the afternoon came… which meant homework. As it always does. As it has for the past month that I’ve been there! The kid gets home. He’s mad about some unknown factor. And refuses to do his homework. I inform him he has to. So he does. Then he asks to go to the neighbors, which is fine. I tell him to be back by five. It gives him a little less than an hour. He agrees. Sure enough, five comes around and he hasn’t returned. By five fifteen, I decide to go get him. When I get to the neighbors he refuses to go home and do his 20 minutes of reading. So I say the more he refuses and argues with me the more time I’m having him read. I really don’t know why it’s such an issue to read! It baffles me!!! Anyway, he runs to the house, slams the front door closed, goes and starts throwing books everywhere. Not just randomly tossing them. Nope. Full on throwing them across the room! One of which happened to go right by my freaking face! I don’t think he was intentionally throwing them at me, but throwing them in general is not okay! I informed him of this fun fact and told him he needs to¬†sit down and read. He continued to argue with me¬†and picked up a baseball¬†bat and glared at me, asking what I would do if¬†he doesn’t read. I told him he was threatening me by holding the bat and glaring at me¬†and he needed to put it down, so he throws it down, then pickers it up glaring at me again. Then he runs upstairs and locks himself in his room, so I told him I was adding two minutes for every minute he didn’t come read. He runs back downstairs, and looks me right in the eye and tells me he hates me!!!! HE HATES ME!!! Freaking HATES me! AHHHHHHH!!! I looked right back at him told him I loved it when he tells me that and he apologized when he realized I was going to be telling his dad. So, I told him to go sit and read. He did and continued to glare. I texted what happened to his dad and the dad called to talk with him. I’m not sure what happened, but the kid took a book to his room. Slammed the door closed, and started throwing stuff around. His mom came over (with all the half eaten groceries) and I told her what happened and that I was going out cause I needed to get away from him. She didn’t seem phased by the fact that he acted like that and I didn’t care to be there any longer. I ended up going to the neighbors (who is so freaking awesome!!!!) and just chilling until around ten. When I got back the Kid was awake, as were his sisters, and his mom. His mom made him hand me a letter that said he didn’t hate me and was having a bad day and that he was sorry and would try to act better. Then he ran inside after handing it to me, and I asked the mom if she had him write it, she said she did, and that “anger issues run in the family” as if that was a good excuse for throwing crap at me and yelling and threatening me with an effing bat?!?!? I just said okay and went to my room. I was sitting on the floor in the corner reading and the kids were all stilt wide awake until after midnight, which isn’t okay, especially on a school night, but both parents were there and I was off the clock. The dad was asleep when I got home.(Keep this little tidbit in mind for later) I finally decide to get in bed and go to sleep at 12:30, I’m still hearing the kids awake, but that’s not my issue. I fall asleep for a little over an hour and wake up because my shoulder is killing me!!! Why? Oh, because there’s a hole in my freaking air mattress!! The same air mattress that I haven’t moved, and that I haven’t had anything sharp near! I’m basically lying on the ground, surrounded by my pillows and blankets and I hit a point where I was done. The kid put a freaking hole in my air mattress! Granted, I can’t prove this. But how else do you explain why there’s suddenly a hole? It’s just super suspicious! Anyway, I hit my limit. I burst into tears and was looking into jobs back in California. I was texting my mom even though she was asleep, but she woke up and responded at three when I was still wide awake and breaking down, and she talked me though it. Thanks mom!! I still plan on staying in Washington. At least for six months. I have to give this a shot. I can’t just abandon this! God has me here for a reason. But I still needed to deal with what was happening. I fell asleep around¬†six yesterday morning. Had to be up by six forty to get the kid ready for school (even though his mother was there and could’ve done it but whatever) and I was exhausted to the point of delirium. Definitely not a time to mess with me, or argue. The kids sisters were out of school yesterday, and he was tired because he didn’t get to sleep on time. He argued that it wasn’t fair that he had to go to school and asked his mom (who woke up because he was arguing with me, but didn’t stop him from arguing with me) if he could stay home from school, the mom was legitimately going to let this freaking punk stay home (while she went to work and left me with two extra kids), but I refused and said he was going and to get dressed for the day and downstairs for breakfast. He looked at her and asked her again and I stared her down basically daring her to undermine me. She told him to do as I said and that she would walk him to the bus stop. I went downstairs and got his breakfast ready and he was out the door (without a thank you… there’s never actually been a thank you, now that I think about it). I went to get a shower and when I came downstairs the two girls were there and the mother was gone. My job is not to watch these children. So, I left. No one has said anything about it.

Anyway, I hung out with the neighbor all day and went through the typical symptoms of exhaustion. It was great. Then the kid was gonna get home and neither of the parents were back yet. So, I went to get him, then he had a snack and started the arguing. I decided to record what he was saying in the event that the dad wasn’t understanding that this kid is rude as heck to me. He argued that he didn’t have school on Friday so he shouldn’t have to do his homework. I told him he was still doing it. He said I was mean. I told him he was still doing his homework. He said he was only doing half of the page, I said he was doing it all. He argued that for ten minutes and said his parents were gonna let him only do half of it. I informed him that was great, but I’m not his parent and he was doing it all. He glared at me and argued the entire time. I said he was getting less free time for all the arguing and delaying he was doing and he said that wouldn’t happen. Finally he finished and he only had 20 minutes of free time. But his dad got home and said it was fine if he was done… freaking seriously?! This is why the kid doesn’t do anything I say! Because he is allowed to walk all over his parents and they LET him!! I asked the dad if he had my money and he said he would go get it early in the morning and leave it for me. Then I said I wanted to talk about everything that happened the day before and I mentioned about my bed and he said it wasn’t the kids cause he was with them all night which is complete BS, because that little tidbit that I said earlier about him being asleep when I got home!! There was plenty of time for the little¬†axe murderer¬†in training (my mothers nickname for him)¬†to damage my property! But when I mentioned that the kid was still slamming doors after he spoke with his dad, the dad told him he was grounded from video games for two weeks. So, whatever. I decided I was going to power through because, for all I know, the job interview on Sunday could be perfect and I will be moving soon anyway.

But then, when I woke up today (I slept in because the kid was off of school and the sisters were too, so everyone was home, and the mother was off work so she could be an actual parent and I could have Friday off as was originally agreed upon before I took the job) I walked out to go brush my teeth and get ready for my day. And I find the kid and his sisters all playing video games and eating my freaking cereal!!!! And where is the mother? Heck if I know!!! But she for sure wasn’t there watching her children!! And how about that money of mine that I was supposed to get last freaking week?!?! Yeah, that’s not anywhere to be found!! So, I call the dad and he says that the older sister is watching the kids and I don’t have to stay if I have plans, and that he woke up late so he would get me my money by tonight. UGHHHHHHHH!!!!! So, I decided to go hang with the neighbor and go to youth group. Anything to stay out of the house that smells disgusting because I refuse to wash their dishes that they have left scattered throughout the house from last weekend when I wasn’t even present, nor did I eat any food. And since they moved in on Wednesday, I have not been in the kitchen or had anything to eat from them and the dishes have continued to pile up. When I was hired, I was told that I didn’t have to clean. I did the dishes whenever I would use them, or when the Kid would use some. But I made the mistake one Monday of washing all the dishes in the kitchen cause it was gross, when I hadn’t even been there that weekend!!! So, I guess they just expect me to do them now. But I refuse to. I don’t care if that seems petty. I don’t get paid to be a housekeeper…I’m technically not even being PAID! So, back to me getting ready to leave. I decided to get a shower before I left. The girls have been using my bathroom every weekend, which means they use my shampoo, conditioner, and soap. And I have colored hair so I have special shampoo and conditioner which is a little more expensive than the Suave! Plus, the teenager used my towels to get dry and my loofah (which is super disgusting and should not freaking be done!!). So I have to take my stuff out of the bathroom every time they’re over. Anyway, I’m getting ready to hop in the shower, I have put my towels and makeup bag in the bathroom, but I remembered I had to grab my other toiletries. As I went to grab my stuff, I come back to the bathroom and the teenager is standing in there, she looks at me, says she needs a shower, and shuts the door in my face!! I was shocked and¬†mad, but I decided I would not fight that particular battle. However, seconds later she knocks on my door asking for MY toiletries!! I told her they were gone and she said that there was a lot left earlier in the week. I told her, “yeah, you’re not understanding. They’re gone for you. Those are my products. Not yours.” So she walked away looking mad. But that isn’t my issue. About two hours later she exits the bathroom… she’s kind of a jerk. And I finally get my shower. But the bathroom is now trashed with towels on the floor, and hair and makeup everywhere. Whatever. Not caring. I got a shower, got dressed, and came to the awesome safety of the neighbors house.

I haven’t been at home today. I’m avoiding it as long as I possibly can. I was really blessed to have my awesome neighbor friend be there for me this week with words of comfort, and coffee!! Plus, tonight after youth group I was blessed to hang out with my awesome new friend Nika (the youth pastors wife). This weekend I’m going to a pumpkin festival, and then Seattle for the interview!! Things are looking up. I’m keeping my heart focused on Christ. I know everything will work out. I’m not going to be doing a Q&A on this post cause it was basically me venting. I’m sorry for all the negativity. I am really working on getting through all this drama. Right now the prayer is that I would know what to do if I don’t get the other job. The neighbor has been amazing and said I will always have a place to stay with her. But she lives across the street from the crazy family that I would be running away from. So I need to consider what I will do if that occurs.¬†

As always, keep your emails and messages coming! I love the testimonies and questions. Especially the testimonies! I love seeing the awesome works that Christ is doing in your lives! God is so good!!! Love y’all, and miss y’all.

-Kelsey H.💕💕
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

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That’s my cousin in the pic. I miss her a lot:'(:'(💕💕

 

Adventures of a camp counselor…

So, two weeks ago, I was at camp…

It was my fourth(and most likely final) year as a camp counselor. And that week was amazing. I was truly in awe of the work that the Lord is doing in the lives of these young men and women! The fact that I was able to assist in them pushing forward in their relationships with Christ? There are no words to describe how I feel.

If you’ve never been a camp counselor, or a youth leader, I highly recommend it. Every year, without fail, the enemy tries to prohibit me from going. This past year, I was dealing with a situation with another person in the church, and was not wanting to go. I actually prayed that I’d start a job in Washington before camp, just so I wouldn’t have to deal with this person. But the Lord has His own plans, despite my objections, and I had to lean on Him for understanding…and oh my word, do I understand now!!!

We say camp is a week, in reality, it’s three days. We leave Monday, return home Friday. On Monday we arrived, and right away I could feel the tension with this other person. But I decided that since it’s probably my last year, I’m going to make it the best year!! We weren’t able to get into our cabin right away, so some of my girls went to practice worship, while others went to hang with their friends. I finally got into the cabin and began writing my goodbye letters to my girls…it was a lot harder than I had anticipated, because even writing to the girls that I didn’t know as well was breaking me down!!! Monday night, I pulled all the girls aside separately and said my simple goodbye. I figured I’d get it out of the way and we’d make the week awesome!

The theme for the week was crossroads, and it was wonderful to hear the various speakers tell us about the crossroad that took them to where they’re at now. But it got me thinking, don’t we all have more than one crossroad in our lives? Don’t we continually come across a moment when we need to come up with a decision that will either make or break us?

That’s a topic for another day though. I still want to tell you about camp. There was the usual drama that always happens. But I can honestly say that the presence of the Lord was felt throughout that camp. The friendships that were rocky or barely in existence were bonded, the sibling rivalries were squashed, the old heartache…that’s still a work in progress. But God is so good.

On Wednesday night, it was unbelievable. So many young people felt the call on their hearts to surrender everything to Christ. They made choices to die to their old lives, to give up the ways of the world in a commitment to the one true King. To even have played a small role in those kids lives was something that I will truly never forget.

But then the enemy realized what was happening. The enemy realized that he was losing all these kids to the power of Christ. And he came in full force. Anything and everything that could go wrong for these kids, went wrong. My heart hurt with seeing some of the struggles they went through, some of the hurt, anger, jealousy, and heartbreak from the past. Any of the insecurities that the enemy wanted them to feel came through as well. It was freaking ridiculous. Honestly, so much good happening and the stupid devil had to try and pull everyone down?!?! Heck no!! I made sure to speak with my girls and encourage them to focus on the good things that the Lord was doing in their lives, to fight against the drama the enemy was going to attack them with. Praise goes to God for giving the girls the strength to power through!!
 
   The rest of the week was great, It still had moments of drama. I still had to deal with this person harassing me about everything under the sun. It was tough, but I made sure that my kids saw that I was dealing with it in a graceful, and God honoring manner, despite how I actually felt haha.
 
The Sunday after camp (last Sunday), a handful of my kids (after prayer, and consideration) were baptized!!!!!! I was so freaking proud! These kids not only gave their lives to Christ, but they wanted to publicly declare that they were dying to their old lives, giving up the junk that the enemy was holding over them, and moving forward with Christ as their number 1!!!! Ahhhh!!!! It was incredible!

This year, despite the drama, despite the anger, despite the enemy trying to bring us down, we conquered!¬† I know I’m going to miss these kids like crazy! And it’s going to be hard becoming a youth leader at a new church. But I know the Lord is not only leading me, but these young adults to a bright and amazing future that’s filled with unimaginable blessings! I’m praying that these kids won’t just let this camp experience have just been a mountain top/one week thing. I’m praying that they live this life to the fullest!!!

You guys are all the best!!!
Love y’all,
Kelsey H. 💕💕
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com