Don’t be fooled by the false sense of comfort.

I managed to keep my crying to a minimum this week!!

I was trying to think if I should just post on Monday, because I’m going to a Lecrae show tomorrow night, and I definitely want to post pictures and what not from that. But I don’t want to tell you about my week in the same post, so I’m doing two separate posts!! Lucky you!!

This week was interesting. I had an interview for the seemingly perfect job last Sunday. It went really well. I, admittedly, got my hopes up for the job. Only to find out on Wednesday that I didn’t get it. I cried. I had all the right qualifications for the job, but a different girl had something to offer that I apparently didn’t. It’s okay. I just cried because I really thought I had the job. I thought that would be what saved me from this current situation. But, it’s always God’s will. I know there is a reason that that door was closed. It just kind of sucks.

Work wise has been fine. I woke up Monday morning, after staying away from the house all weekend in order to avoid the 11 family members that were present. I got the kid ready for school, and informed him that after school he would be doing his homework immediately, and if he gave me any argument I would be taking time away from his free time and adding it to his reading time. I told him I was not in the mood to deal with him being a punk like last week. He agreed and got on the bus. I had a headache all day and tried to sleep it off. When I picked him up in the afternoon, he already had his homework in hand. He told me he started it on the bus so he could have more free time, then he asked me how my day was….?!?!?! I was floored by this. I kept thinking it was a trap haha I told him I had a headache and he said he would try to keep it down. He finished his homework with no issue, then asked if he could play at the neighbors. I said yes, but he needed to be back by five to do his reading. Sure enough, at exactly five, he came back, grabbed a book, and started reading!! It’s basically been the same thing all week! Then I found out that a video game he wanted came out on Friday, and his dad told him if he didn’t get any negative feedback from me for a week he would get it. Which is fine, but I was also supposed to be paid on Friday… it’s now Saturday, and I have no paycheck. But the kid definitely has his video game!! UGH!! I truly don’t care what you spend your money on, but if it causes me to go without getting paid; I’m gonna have an issue!!

Just keep praying that another job would be the perfect fit. I applied for another nanny job that I had interviewed for back in July. As well as some new posts. All of the jobs are in Seattle, which would be fantastic. And both of the new jobs have my own bedroom, bathroom, and separate entrance. One of the jobs even has my own kitchen!!!! I’m hoping for that one, but I won’t get my hopes up!! I got a call from one of the new jobs today. It would start in January and would be 12 hours a week in exchange from my room and board. Which is doable, and I would need to get another job to pay for my current bills. But it would be a better setup than I’m currently at. I was hoping to start sooner than January, but it will be fine. I’m just going to continue to interview everywhere, and see what my options are!!

It’s all okay, and I’m constantly being reminded of God’s Grace and Mercy through the trials. I just continue to remember that Job lost everything, he had his so called friends telling him to turn away from Christ. Yet, he pushed through it all, not even knowing if there was going to be an amazing blessing at the end. I know there is something at the end of this trial for me, and sometimes I fall so short of praising the Lord for the good things that remain constant in my life! I will always have an amazing support system in my family! They will always encourage me and remind me that I have Christ in my life, and that I’m Kelsey Hayden and life is mine to design!! It has been a tough several weeks since I left home to start this new adventure of my life. But I will continue to push forward. I owe it to myself to see what the Lord has in store for me and my future! Please just continue to keep me in your prayers!!

And now it’s everyone’s favorite time!!!

Q&A TIME WITH KELSEY!!!!!

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Some of these are serious questions, and though I like to have fun in my answers, you should know that I actually spent time and prayer on the serious ones and even researched some stuff to give y’all the best possible answer. There are also random fun questions. 😉

QUESTION 1: What is your favorite movie?

Super easy! My favorite movie is The 10th Kingdom!! It’s amazing! It has been my favorite since I was a kid. It’s basically fairytale stories, but tying it to modern day. Trust me, you need to find it and watch it! If you like the TV show Once Upon a Time, you’ll love this movie! Go find it!!(they sell it for five bucks at Target)

QUESTION 2: If there were a zombie apocalypse, what would you do?

I would be super boss! Haha. Honestly, I like going different places and seeing what they have to offer in terms of shelter during an apocalypse. I know we are unlikely to have a Zombie apocalypse, but we could very well have an apocalypse. If that occurs you have to consider if you’d be one to help others, or a completely ruthless loner. I honestly don’t know which route I would take. The old youth pastor at my church would play a game which consisted of choosing which route you would take in a zombie apocalypse. I usually died… oh well. I would most likely just try to find my family and go from there.

QUESTION 3: What is your favorite ice cream?

This has several answers! I love ice cream, it’s amazing with its sweet creamy deliciousness!! My favorite from Rite Aid is Mint’n’Chip, from Baskin Robbins it’s Gold Medal Ribbon, from the store it’s Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked, and from ColdStone it’s Birthday Cake Remixed. Usually Mint’n’Chip is my go to for everything though.

QUESTION 4: What bands/songs have you been into recently?

Lately, I seem to live on Spotify! The radio stations all play top 40 everything, and I have nothing against that. But I just really want some new fresh stuff that hasn’t been altered by all the technology and autotuning nonsense. So, my current favorites have been the band MisterWives, their Reflections album is wonderful. Anything by Yuna is amazing too. Her song Fading Flower makes me happy and I love reading while listening to her. Weezer has a new album that I’m loving. I pretty much just love Weezer. Plus, Bethel Music is amazing and has some rocking worship music, but also songs that are just splendid fun and lovely. Listen to Chasing You. It’s amazeballs.

QUESTION 5: What’s your favorite restaurant in Washington so far?

TACO TIME!!!!!!! Oh my word!! Let me tell you about Taco Time. They are delicious, they have these Crispy Burritos that are basically Flaunts, that come in Chicken, Beef, or beans, I get the chicken one because it’s so freaking yummy!! It’s shredded chicken with cream cheese and green chilies, in a flour tortilla, then fried. Yummy overload!!

QUESTION 6: If you could have one wish, what would it be, and why?

I would wish for the ability to travel anywhere in the world, anytime I wanted, for free! Because I would love to travel for free and not stress life so much! I know I could’ve put some deep thing like the ability to understand the Bible. But if I’m being honest, I want to travel. Yes, knowing the Bible inside and out would be great, but I’m still enjoying learning it myself, in my own time.

QUESTION 7: Why has my girl/boyfriend stopped going to church and started to pull away from Christ?

This is one of those questions that I had to really pray about. Every person has a different walk with God. I know that at one point during my walk with the Lord, I didn’t feel a good connection with the church and walked away from it. Does that mean that I walked away from Christ? No. In fact during that time it gave me a chance to see how much I needed to cling to my relationship with Him and not worry about the church. That’s not to say that the church isn’t a good place, or a safe place to be, sometimes you just need to step away to get a clear vision of what the Lord has planned for you. I would suggest that if your girl/boy friend is pulling away from Christ, don’t try to tear them down, don’t push them. You should, yourself, draw closer to the Lord and see what His plan is for you. Sometimes these trials we see others going through are meant to be lessons for us as well.

QUESTION 8: Why have I never felt God’s presence if I accepted Him in my life?

This goes back to what I said earlier about everyone having different walks with God. Once you accept Christ it isn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows. It’s gonna be tough. You’re entering into a relationship where you are giving everything, your heart, soul, struggles, fears, happiness, sadness, anger, everything to Christ! That’s a lot to handle! And the enemy realizes he has lost you, and he wants you back. I trust that the Lord is always doing battle for my life. Do I feel Him all the time? No. And that’s totally okay! I have no doubt that He is there! I have a trust that He is constantly surrounding me. When you feel His presence, it’s truly amazing. It’s indescribable. But I know you will feel it when you’re ready. When you’ve completely given your everything to God, He envelopes you with His love and it’s so freaking cool!!

QUESTION 9: What type of food do you miss from California?

In-n-Out!!!!!!!!!

Honestly, I have dreams of Double-Double’s Animal Style with extra Lettuce, Pickles, and Spread with no tomato. DREAMS!! And when y’all post snaps of being there, it kills me a little bit each time. Just want you to think about that haha.

I also miss Del Taco Chili Cheese Fries. 

And good Mexican food. They don’t know anything about Mexican food up here! I went to get a Chile Relleno, and it sucked!! It was bland and made me want to cry. Plus, the Salsa was straight up Cayenne Pepper. Ugh!! I’m thankful my momma taught me how to cook, otherwise I’d die up here.

QUESTION 10: When did you last talk yourself out of something, when deep down you wanted to do it?

Oh jeez. Okay. The last time I talked myself out of something I wanted, was before I moved up here. I had planned to tell this guy how I felt about him. I had it all setup too! It would’ve rocked!! I talked myself out of it because I thought he was in a relationship, and I never want to be that girl that tries to put myself in someone else’s relationship. I recently found out he wasn’t in a relationship, but whatever. I also had some issues with who this person associated with. So it’s okay. I chose to remain silent, and that’s with me. I’m just gonna have to find my tall, bearded, tattooed, Christian guy up here in the lovely state of Washington.

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Yayyyyy! That’s it for this post. Since I know I will be questioned on why I’m posting at three in the morning. I went out dancing with a friend and we ended up at this awesome bar called The Swiss, where an amazing band, Kryboys was performing!!!! They did covers of some of my favorite songs, including Fall Out Boy, Paramore, Good Charlotte, and Nirvana!! I have every intention of following their shows from now on. They rocked!! Go find them online, they had amazing guitar riffs and the drummer kicked butt!!😍😍

As always, keep sending me your questions, testimonies, and prayers!! I’ve been so blessed recently with complete strangers sending me prayers that God put on their hearts for me. We serve an awesome God, and I’m so psyched to see the awesome things he’s doing!!! Love y’all and miss y’all!! I’m starting to get super homesick!!

-Kelsey H.💕💕
Hisfavoritestory@Gmail.com

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Out of all the problems one could have, options is one of the toughest.

Options suck. Plain and simple. You’d think it was some great thing. But it really isn’t! Do I want a burger, or a burrito? Fries, or mashed potatoes? Soup, or salad? This seemingly amazing job, or stick with the one I have finally found peace with?

Obviously, there are moments where having options works well for everyone involved. I’m currently not in one of those moments. A few days ago I got a call from a single mom I had interviewed with back in June for a job that would have started immediately after camp. It was all pretty nice until I got the contract and looked it over. It was a majorly intense contract. 45-50 hour weeks, with 2 kids, one of which would be in school all day, and one that would stay with me. I would’ve been required to be the housekeeper, cook, etc. and the pay was decent, but not enough for the amount of work that was going to be required. So, after I a lot of prayer, and seeking the counsel of some rocking, women of God, I told the mom that I was going in another direction. It all ended well. We were on good terms. So, when I got the call this past week asking if I might be interested in interviewing for a live-in position for her, I told her I was. She gave me a few of the contract details over the phone.

Basically, the schedule has changed. She put both kids in school. So, my schedule would pretty much be the same as it is with the family I’m currently with, getting the kids off to school in the morning, and hanging for a few hours after school. But, it would be Tuesday through Friday, and every other Saturday. In all, I’m looking at 20-26 hour weeks. It would be hourly, which would get me about $200 more a month. Live-in, with a huge private room, private bathroom, a semi private living room area, laundry room off the living room, TV, King sized bed, walk in closet! And a fully stocked, all organic kitchen. Plus, if I ever wanted something they didn’t have I just had to add it to the list… Seems perfect, right?

Yeah, so I’m interviewing for that job next Sunday. In the meantime, things have finally settled into an awesome rhythm with the family I’m already with! Things are really good. There are a few things I would change, but I figure those would be changed with the move they’re making at the end of November. Plus, I’ve got a system, and good level of communication with these people. Ugh. It’s a tough freaking choice. Because, what if I interview, and everything seems amazing. I take the job, things are great for a month, maybe two, then it all goes south… what if I can’t power through and end up having to leave the job, which means leaving the place I’m living? I most likely wouldn’t be able to go back to the family I’m with now. They’ll have found someone else. It sucks. That’s one of my biggest fears. I’m a pretty good judge of character, and it isn’t like I absolutely need this job! But I would prefer it be the perfect fit and everything flows wonderfully.

But wait! (this is better than an infomercial!)

The neighbor of the family I’m with now has become an awesome friend to me up here! She has three little boys, and is actually going through a situation right now that I won’t go into details about, but if y’all could lift her up in your prayers, that’d be rocking! Anyway, she is going to need to go back to work soon and will need someone to watch her boys (mainly the 3 year old), while she’s at work. The pay would be through a government assistance program, and would be a lot more than what I’m making now, plus it would be live-in, which would be great! She’s a super awesome person and has let me know that I’ll always have a place to live with her if it comes down to it. So, that’s helping to calm some of my panic about possibly being homeless should everything fall through.

Ultimately, I have decided that being an adult is super freaking stupid, and I want absolutely no part in it!

Crazy enough, this week has been great. The kid has been awesome. The dad has agreed with me on everything, and my car was leaking condensation from the A/C and I thought it was something more serious, so he checked it out and let me know everything was running great! I made a list of yummy, nutritious food to pick up and he did! It’s been splendid. Now, I just need to keep praying and ask that God make it evident where I’m supposed to be. I would super appreciate it if y’all would join me in this prayer!!

AND NOW IT’S Q&A TIME!!!!!!!

YAY!!!!!

QUESTION 1: Would you ever consider putting your parents into an nursing home?

I have actually considered this. Working in the caregiving industry really helped open my eyes to the different types of care options out there for the elderly. My mom and I even discussed it a few times. While I have nothing against nursing homes, there are a few that rise above the rest and you really have to take all the aspects of your parents life and needs into consideration. My mom will be in her house as long as she wants. Even when she starts to lose her mind, she will still be there. As long as she’s funny crazy, and not scary crazy, she’ll remain in her house. That’s what she wants. When your parents reach that age, why not humor them? Honestly, they spend all this time, money, stress, etc. to make sure you are set. What harm will it do to give them a little bit of what they’ve given a lot?

QUESTION 2: Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend?

Nope. That’s never been a person I wanted to be. To intentionally hurt someone for your own satisfaction? That’s a major jerk move! Also, if you’re offended because you’ve cheated, suck it up. You made that choice. You knew what you were doing. You didn’t deserve that person.

BOOM! REALITY BOMB JUST WENT OFF… lol I just cracked myself up with that

QUESTION 3: Have you ever had a guy ask you to marry him?

hahahaha, yes, a few times actually. Once, in college, a friend found out I know how to cook and immediately dropped down to his knee and asked me to marry him. Another time, it was a we could just get married and see what it’s like situation (turned that down for obvious reasons). Mainly, it was never a serious option that I considered going through with.

QUESTION 4: What is the wildest thing you’ve ever done?

I think moving 20 hours away from my home is pretty wild… maybe I’m wrong? Honestly, I’ve done random wild things consistently in my life. I always want to push the boundaries of life. So, I can’t just pinpoint a specific moment when it was the ‘wildest thing’.

QUESTION 5: If you had to choose between your boyfriend and your best friend, who would you choose?

Best friend. Hands down! Honestly, I’ve had best friends come and go, but I know that if it came down to it, and I needed any of them that have been in my life over the years, they’d be there in a heartbeat, or find a way to send someone comparable. I can’t say the same of any ex boyfriends. If I knew my boyfriend was the guy I was going to be married to, the guy God had destined for me, it would be a different conversation. But just a boyfriend that hasn’t been through all the stuff my best friend and I have been through together? Nope, sorry dude.

QUESTION 6: Would you rather be liked, or respected?

I got this question sent to me a few weeks ago, and I wanted to answer it right away, but forgot, and then I saw it again and was thrilled to write my response!! I would rather be respected!!! Here’s why, I don’t like a bunch of people that have been in my life to teach and guide me over the years ( I know that sounds horrid, but stick with me), but I have completely respected them. When I was in college, I would have professors that annoyed the crap out of everyone, they wanted the students to be their BFFs, which lost them a ton of respect! Then I have had polar opposites with people, or teachers that were so freaking mean, but they helped get the job done, earning multitudes of respect. There’s a balance somewhere where you have both. I try to maintain that balance as much as possible. But in the end, if it came down to what I would rather have? I would choose respect. Yeah, I would love to be liked by everyone (I’m only human), but I would prefer people know where they stand with me.

QUESTION 7: Would you rather sit in the sand or play in the water at the beach?

I have no clue who sent this question as it was anonymous, but I’m assuming it’s one of my kids from the youth group. Seeing as how it’s related to the beach.

A quick background note, there was a youth beach trip last year. The ocean was high tide and had a terrible current. I know how to swim, I know how to swim in the freaking ocean! That day was just not a good day for anyone. I ended up almost drowning, out past the end of the pier, crazy big waves, bubbling panic of a shark attack, etc. I ended up having to be saved by gorgeous life guards (not the worst thing), and having to explain to the youth pastor what had happened, which got back to everyone.

The last time I went to the beach was this summer…I went in the water. I didn’t go past mid thigh, but the current was bad again and I ended up being pulled under the water. It was for a second and when I came up I could stand in the water. But I had the BIGGEST panic attack. So, to answer the question, I would rather sit in the sand. I don’t want to die anytime soon hahaha.

QUESTION 8: What’s your favorite book?

There actually isn’t an answer for this. I LOVE reading! LOVE IT! So, to say I love one more than the other is something I can’t even consider. I thought about putting that the first book I wrote was my favorite, but even then, I’ve written others that are amazing too! And if this question was about my favorite author it would be the same answer! I don’t even have a favorite book in different genres! That’s how much of an addict I am. I’m actually totally cool with this being my addiction.

QUESTION 9: How did that date go?

This was from one of my kids.

So, a little back story. I met a guy the other week at the grocery store when I had a super rockin dork moment and almost dropped a carton of eggs. Luckily, my mad, ninja skills kicked in, and I saved them and noticed a guy standing by me holding his arms out like he was gonna grab the eggs for me. Then we talked, and flirted for about ten minutes, and the guy gave me his number saying  ‘I would ask you for yours, but I get that you’re new here and I’m a complete stranger, and I really want to get to know you. So here’s mine. I hope you call or text so we can get coffee, or dinner sometime soon.’.  …oh dang!! Playas got moves!!!! So…I gave it time (a day) and texted him. We set up to go meet for coffee last Saturday at the Starbucks near where I live, since they know me there and I feel like they would watch out for me if he ended up being crazy. But on Saturday he texted me asking if I wanted to get dinner instead since he didn’t get off of work until late. So I agreed to meet him at Panera Bread (which is basically where I live on the weekends because the have amazing food and free Wi-Fi) and we could do dinner. I went through all the pre date panic of what to wear, how much makeup I should have on, should I put more effort into my hair, etc.

I got to the restaurant with a little time to spare, but he was already there. Which is nice that he’s prompt and has that going for him haha. But then I went through the panic of what to do as a greeting! Do I shake his hand? Hug him? Kiss on the cheek? Kiss on both cheeks? Ugh!! Luckily, he spread his arms in and I’m gonna hug you gesture, so I went with that. It was a good hug. Not the best hug I’ve had, but it had a nice amount of pressure, no creepy lingering, etc. Plus he smelled really good, and he didn’t try to sniff my neck (a horrid date story for another day). Anyway, he was a total gentleman and opened the door for me. Then I had a small panic of whether or not I was buying my own dinner, or he was paying? It seems like a stupid issue, but lately women are all about the I don’t need a man to survive thing and will pay for a bunch of their own things, which totally doesn’t help me… just saying. So, with that in mind I walk up to the counter. I do the whole, I don’t know what to get, thing. But the fact is, the cashier knows my order and has seen me every weekend for the past month. So, there was no fooling her, but my date walks up behind me and asks if I know what I’m getting so I ordered, then he ordered immediately which cleared up my question of who was paying! Then the cashier asked if we wanted pastry items for 99 cents, which I totally did since I love their chocolate chipper cookies and will typically get one with my salad. But it was a date, so I had to play it cool and act like I didn’t want one. I was not fooling the cashier, however. She was looking at me like I was crazy and she knew I wanted that cookie, and I was looking at her like she needed to look away before I throat punched her. Then she freaking says, ‘Are you sure? We have really awesome chocolate chip cookies?’ Giving me a look that I returned with a glare. I’m certain my date saw this entire interaction, and understood that I wanted a cookie. So he stepped in and said he wanted one, and I should totally get one because they sound delicious. So, I do owe the cashier my thanks I suppose. Anyway, we talked for several hours about random things, then I felt like I needed to ask a really important question. The official, “what is your faith?” question. His answer? ‘I don’t really believe in any of that. I’ve known too many people that call themselves Christian, or Catholic, or whatever, and they use that to justify why they do things that aren’t exactly cool with society. Or, they do terrible things and call themselves that and it’s hard to understand…” While I totally get what he was saying. It sucked. I really like this guy. But I know if I dated him, knowing he wasn’t about my God, I would be a hypocrite. I said in my last post that the main quality you need to look for in someone you’re gonna date is if they love Jesus. That is such an important thing to me, and I explained that to him and said I wouldn’t be able to justify dating someone that wasn’t a believer which meant lowering what I am looking for. He was really awesome about it. I think he respected that I was willing to lower the standards I set for who I want for my future. He asked if we could be friends, which I wholly agreed to. We’ve continued to text, we’ve been to the movies, out for coffee, walks in the park, etc. He is becoming a great friend, which I think I needed more than anything. So, that’s how my date went…lol

QUESTION 10: How would you describe your sense of fashion?

Lol I have a weird sense of fashion, I guess? If I’m being honest, I have no sense of fashion. I constantly mix fabrics. I’ll wear stripes and polka dots, with animal print thrown in, just because. I’ll wear shorts and a long sleeve shirt. Or, the reverse, tank top and jeans. Boots in the summer. Flip flops in the winter. Band shirts and a sweater with a movie quote. Sometimes, I’ll wear my PJ’s in public (this happens more often than not). I wore cheetah print leggings once, with a clack and white striped shirt. Honestly, it varies, and not in a good way. The real question is, Do I care what others think of my fashion sense? The answer? NOOOOOOO!!! It’s my style. If I happen to be matching one day? That means I’m changing my style. But it will always be mine. I will always have my twist on things. Because I have control over my life and what I wear. BOOM!!

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QUESTION 11: What is a word you use the most? (This question came from Saweenie!!!)

I couldn’t think of an answer for this. So, I went through my old text messages, and the conversations I had with people from my old youth group. And the word that I use the most is….Drumroll please…….. Stop!. That’s it. I would use it for a medley of things! Primarily to tell the kids in the youth group to stop trying to get me into some form of trouble. Whether it was saying things about me being with another youth leader. Or, saying bad words. Or, trying to get me in trouble with anyone else. Stop would be what I used. Did italways work? Nope. But I still use it. I even use it up here all the time. The Kid and his dad found out I scare easily and have made it their life’s goal to freak me out. They’veactually succeeded several times and I’m not psyched about that life! Anyway, I use Stop a lot. I guess it helps me feel like I have some semblance of control in any given situation.

OKAY! That’s all I have for today. (this was supposed to be posted yesterday, but I forgot and was having dinner with my new friend, so deal)

Hope you all have fun reading this! Please continue to leave me comments, email me your prayer requests and questions, or just say hey. I love knowing I can stay connected with y’all through this and other forms of social media! It’s made this move easier! Love y’all and miss y’all!!!😝

-Kelsey H.💕💕


Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

Being a jerk towards me will get you nowhere

I’m fairly certain that I jinxed myself. Or something along those lines.

While I was on here Tuesday, singing the praises of the Kid, the enemy was doing a freaking number on that same kids heart! UGH!!!

The past few days, I have no idea what got into this punk. But he woke up grumpy. Typically mornings are not an issue for me because the Kid is pretty independent and will deal with his own waking habits. I just need to get him a bowl of cereal… super easy!! But this time around? NOPE!! Just a grump. But whatever, he also didn’t want me to walk him to the end of the street( this was most likely since there is a girl I’m certain he likes that is there) so I let him go by himself(I can see him from the window upstairs). The main issue is when the kid gets home from school! This freaking kid has fought me tooth and freaking nail about EVERYTHING! Then he switched tactics and instead of fighting about not doing it, he’d do it, but question what I was doing all day. As though the dishes he and his father had made a mess using the night before were my issue to clean up! And why was I reading when I should have been cleaning up the living room that I’m never in?! Ugh! Freaking guy! Anyway, I proceeded to tell him he was being rude and disrespectful. But the BEST PART, is that on Wednesday, he refused to come in from playing outside to clean his room , and I had to go outside and get him, and he stood on the front yard yelling that he didn’t have to listen to me, while I told him if he didn’t he would end up having to deal with his dad, and we got the neighborhood gossips staring at the whole thing, this freaking kid tells me he “hates” me! FREAKING HATES ME! So, obviously I replied with, “I don’t care. Get in the house!”, which worked. Then once inside I discover that I’m “the meanest babysitter ever!” and “never” let the kid have fun! Oh jeez! I was done at that point. The dad, thank God, got home about fifteen minutes later, and was informed immediately that I was hated and the meanest. Now, the dad went to the kids room and ten minutes later they both come downstairs. The kid(with tears in his eyes) apologizes and lets me know that he doesn’t hate me and I’m not the meanest. Then the dad lets him know that if he acts like that again, he’ll get just about all his “privileges” taken away. After that I left to run errands, pretty much anything was better than being there!! 

So after all that, the kid isn’t exactly jumping at the chance to be my BFF, he’s actually continued to be antagonistic, but it really doesn’t matter to me. I need a job. I need a place to live. Even if it’s only temporary, I’m going to continue to power through. Until I can find something else. I’m staying. UGH! Being an adult is a stupid thing, and I reject it.

On a happier note!
IT’S Q&A TIME!!!!!

I got hit with some questions from a few readers. And some from my youth girls. The following are the answers!!

BOOM!

QUESTION 1: What do you do when you’re bored?

Well, when I’m bored I do a medley of things. I’ll text some friends to see what they’re up to(usually they’re bored as well). Or, I’ll put in a movie, or watch one on Netflix. I’ll go on a run. I’ll curl up with a good book. I’ll actually take time to do my makeup and hair. Or, I’ll go take a nap. When I’m bored, I do boring things. #livingthelife

QUESTION 2: Who is your celebrity crush?

It changes based on what I watch them in. My go to guy is Orlando Bloom!! OMG that man! Followed by Viggo Mortensen(I would wife him so hard). Harrison Ford is a freaking FOX(yes, I am aware of the age difference). I’m sure there a bunch more…I know there are. But I will limit myself to those I mentioned. 

QUESTION 3: Are you a good dancer?

I like to think so! In theory, I have the moves of those on So You Think You Can Dance. In reality, I just like to move! I really never care if people think I can dance or not. And anyone out there that hasn’t gone out on a dance floor to bust a move because they were worried about what others would think, GET OVER IT! Go on that floor! Lose yourself to that beat! It doesn’t matter if you look like a complete dork! Most people do! Have the confidence to be your own person! Most others will join in as long as you’re having fun, it doesn’t matter what others think.

QUESTION 4: Who, and where, was your first kiss?

HAHAHA 

Okay, so this one is odd. My first kiss was a lovely chaste kiss when I was just a kid and didn’t actually know what I was doing with a childhood friend named Stephen, in my moms closet. I don’t actually know why we were there. Or, why we decided to kiss. Or, how we knew what to do. But I do remember it was pretty perfect in my little kid mind!

QUESTION 5: What’s something, or someone you miss most from your childhood?

My Grandma. I was lucky to get a few years with her. She passed before I turned three, and though most would think that you wouldn’t remember something from that age, I do. I remember she was sick. I remember going to an appointment with her and my mom, and she pulled me onto the exam table to sit on her lap, and told me she loved me and would always be watching out for me. I remember she had a heart that was so full of love, especially near the end. I miss her the most. I hold onto those words, and I know she meant them. I know when I’m having crappy days and something awesome turns it around that she played a part in it. I know when I cry she tries to hold me in her own way. I know she’s there. I know she’s sticking to what she said to me all those years ago. 

QUESTION 6: Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle, ATV, or motocross bike?

Oh jeez, all of the above. My uncle used to have a Harley, and took me on a ride one time through Phoenix! It rocked!! I had a group of friends in school that rode motocross and let me ride their bikes a few times, but after seeing them crash and having to recover so much I realized it wasn’t for me. And an ATV, I’ve ridden a few times. The last time was a week before my 18th birthday and me and my friend crashed and ended up going to the hospital. She had a skull fracture, some cuts, and bruises. I had a dislocated shoulder, cracked ribs, cuts, and bruises. Pretty much the last time I will ever be on one of those!!

QUESTION 7: Did you ever have an imaginary friend as a child?

Yes. I don’t remember actually having one. But my mother swears I did. She said her name was Nancy, and I don’t know many other details. Lol children are odd.

QUESTION 8: Have you ever fallen for a character in a book?

Pretty much every male character! Honestly, some of my favorite authors create these guys that are the dream guy for me! Unfortunately, that’s all they are. A dream. But I do love getting drawn into a story where a character will make you feel and relate to his struggles, and therefore want to ‘fix’ those struggles for him. Haha. 

QUESTION 9: What do you think are the most important traits to look for in a guy?

Does he love Jesus? That’s pretty much it! Seriously, everyone has different preferences in what they want in a guy! I want a guy that’s tall, respects his mom, treats me like a princess, has great hygiene, and makes me laugh every single day! But if he doesn’t put Christ first in any relationship, then he isn’t the guy for me. I’m not willing to lower my standards. If that means I stay single for a little bit longer, so be it. That’s what I’m looking for. That’s what I’ll wait for.

QUESTION 10: Do you still think about your first love?

This one is actually tough, mainly because I can’t honestly say I’ve been in love with any of the guys I dated. Now, before you get all judge, let me explain. The first guy that I was ever with was not a good situation. It was a horrible thing, and I will save that story for another day, but he tried to convince me that the horrible things he put me through were because he loved me. Therefore, I tried to justify what was happening as love. It wasn’t, for the record. It was lust. Those two emotions get so mixed and clouded that it is hard to tell the difference. Looking back I realize what it was, I realize that I never loved him. Yeah, there will always be that ‘tie” there. But it wasn’t love. I think I’m still looking for my first (and hopefully only) love.

That’s all the for the Q&A this week. There were a few more that I wanted to answer, but I’ll keep those for next week! As always, keep sending me questions! I love answering them. I love you all and miss you all. Feel free to also email me prayer requests, and testimonies! I LOVE reading those! One day I will share my entire testimony. But yours are so very awesome and I love that you’re open to sharing your lives with me. You’re all awesome! Until next time!!

-Kelsey💕💕
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com
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Working towards living an infinitely better life

I have finally found some downtime!! Woohoo

Okay, so in reality I’ve had downtime. But I chose to read instead of updating everyone on the goings on in my life. Which, now that I think about it, is kind of a jerk move on my part. So, I’m sorry.

Today has been pretty great, yesterday was the freaking best!! 

The reason today has been great is because it’s been cloudy and pouring rain like crazy! I’ve basically been in heaven. Plus, it was my easy day at work cause all I had to do was get the kid to the bus stop this morning and I was done! 

But yesterday! Let me tell you about that life! Actually I have to give you a quick recap of last week then you’ll understand more about why yesterday was such a breakthrough.

So last week, I had a cold! It was pure misery. I felt blah before I took off for Washington, but my body was going through so much stress that other issues took precedent. Then, when I finally settled for a bit, it hit me! Hard! I was dealing with the sore throat, body aches, chest congestion, stuffy nose, and hacking up a lung coughing misery. I was feeling it last weekend, and last Monday it got me. Also on Monday, my kid was being a freaking punk(not the word I want to use, so use your imagination). He got home from school and didn’t want to do his homework. Which doesn’t roll well with me, since the first week I started him on a schedule! I’ll post it below, I hasn’t been written out ever, but the kid knows what it is.

SCHEDULE(AS MADE BY KELSEY HAYDEN, CHANGES MUST BE APPROVED BY HER AS WELL)

3:30-3:45 Kid gets home from school. Has fifteen minuets to chill out, find a snack, and generally unwind from a hectic day of 3rd grade.

3:45 Kid starts homework. Literally one page of 3rd grade math. Kid knows that depending on how long he takes to do his homework, and how much he complains, he will get time either added or subtracted from his free time(typically an hour).

4:20-5 Free time!!! He usually just plays video games. But sometimes, he’ll actually go outside and live life in the fresh air!

5-5:20 Reading time. This is followed by a quick five minute summary of what he read, which needs to be written in a school journal.

Once that’s all finished he’s free to do whatever until his dad gets home. Easy Peasy!

Okay, so now you know the schedule. 

Last Monday, the kid came home from Scholl and refused to do homework, refused to speak to me other than in grunts or glares. I suggested he clean off the living room table which he was doing when he made a jerk comment about me ‘never doing anything’ around the house. This was said after I wasn’t home all weekend and came back a kitchen full of dirty dishes which I proceeded to clean because that’s how I was raised. To say I was mad, is so understated it’s not even funny. I gave the kid a chance to say it louder, which he realized would have been unwise, I gave him a chance to take it back, which he sarcastically did. Then his neighbor friends wanted to play which I said no to because he needed to do his homework. Did he listen? Nope! He walked right out the door. When he finally came back in he ran upstairs and slammed doors since I told him I’d be discussing the whole afternoon with his father. So when the dad finally got there. I started to tell him the whole deal. But when I got to the part where the kid told me I didn’t do anything, he flipped! He went inside, there was yelling, brought the kid out and made him apologize. I appreciated it. But my voice started going away, and the dad took note of that and said I should go get some rest. I did, he brought me a rockin dinner of chicken Alfredo. I took whatever Nyquil I had, and that was that. The next day was an easy Tuesday, so I got the kid to the bus and went into my Nyquil coma. I woke around the time that the kid would get back from school, and the dad was already home. He handed me a glass of Orange juice, told me he picked up some chicken noodle soup, and handed me a bag with Nyquil. He also told me he was off the next day so I didn’t need to get up early!! I may, or may not, have cried upon entering my bedroom…we all know I totally did! How could I not?! Someone, who had no reason to, was taking care of me!! It was really nice.

Anyway, fast forward to yesterday. I’m finally feeling better. I was feeling better Friday, but stayed closer to the house instead of exploring cause I didn’t want to push it. In the morning, kid woke up. No issues. No grumbling. Nothing. Good start for me!! I got in some intense Zumba, did some core exercises, showered and ran errands(where I met a cute guy that I’m going out with on Saturday, but that’s a story for another time). When I got back I took a power nap. Life was truly spectacular! Then the kid came home, took out his homework, sat at the table and did it. But let’s not forget that while he was sitting down he asked me how my day had been!!!:mrgreen::mrgreen: I was shocked. But I figured I would just wait and see what he wanted. So, he finished his homework. In ten minutes! I let him have an hour and a half of play time. While he was playing video games in his room, I was in mine reading. Five minutes before his time was up I was about to go get him, but I heard the game shut off…I walked out to the living room to find him already reading!!!!! It was way too good to be true. So I asked what had gotten into him. He proceeded to tell me he wanted to have a good day. I mentioned that keeping it up would be appreciated and he agreed! He finished his reading, wrote his summary, and asked if he could go play. I asked if he’d take out the trash.  He did. Without complaining. At all!! I was truly impressed.

After that, the dad and I sat down. He told me that when I’m there, I’m in charge. If the kid is disrespectful, call him out on it. If he’s slamming doors, take away games. Then the dad asked if I was comfortable. We talked about how I was freaking out the first week but I was finding my bearings. And finally, we discussed the fact that they’re moving in November and they want me to move with them. So, come November, I’ll be going further North to Bellevue. It’s gonna be interesting, and I’m praying about what this means church wise. But as always, God is in control!! And I’m following His lead!! There’s so much more I have to tell you about this week. But I’m exhausted and gonna go ahead and crash. Just know that I’m safe. I’m working on finding my happiness. And I love you guys!!

-Kelsey 💕💕
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

Also, I’ve been asked a few questions on my e-mail, so I’ll be answering those soon too!!

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The curious case of the Circle K Girl

Anyone that knows me, knows how much I value sleep. If I’m still awake after working a full 10 hour day, then whatever I’m awake for is important. If you call me at 3 in the morning, and I answer, you’re important to me.

Last night, I was exhausted, I had a headache (Still do), and my client was in a bad mood all day. All I wanted to do was get home and sleep. I stopped at a Circle K to get a lemonade (89 cent thirstbuster). I didn’t go to the usual store by my house, I went to one closer to where I was working, I just felt a random pull to that location. There was a girl there, around 16 years old, and she had on a long sleeve shirt (it’s 102 outside), she went to hand over the cash for her purchases and the sleeve on one side came up her wrist a bit, and that’s when I saw them, those marks that I have as well, the ones that scar my wrists, my legs, my stomach, my back; this young lady cuts herself.  I knew before I saw them. But the second I did, I knew God had me go to this specific store…I had to talk with this girl. I didn’t want to. I’m happy to text you. I do well with writing things. But if I have to talk to you, and you’re a complete stranger? That freaks me out. But I knew I had to. Honestly, I’m moving to a different state because the Lord called me, but I can’t talk to a stranger? So, I handed the cashier my money and ran out the door hoping the girl wasn’t gone.

She wasn’t. She had started to walk towards her apartments and I called out for her to stop. She didn’t. Which is totally understandable because it’s almost 11 p.m. and I’m a complete stranger. But I knew God was backing me so it had to work out.  Eventually she stopped, we went into a 24 hour donut shop. And I told her I saw her wrists, she immediately got self conscious, as I used to, and tried to pull her sleeves even further. I showed her my wrists and told her my past, I told her that I used to cut myself, that I knew what she felt when she hurt herself, I knew the control that she was trying to gain by doing that. I told her about myself, about my church. I told her that I’m going to be praying for her because I love her, and that I’ve got a whole church family that’s praying for her because they love her. She was crying at this point and asked me how people who’ve never met her can love her. So, I explained that, as believers, we have the love of Jesus in our lives. We need to let that love shine through us. I told her how there were so many people standing in the gap for me, praying and pleading that I would come back to the church, that I wouldn’t cut too deep, or push too much of the wrong drug into my system, people that never even met me until years later were praying and loving me. And because of those people, I’m able to be here to help girls like her.

She finally opened up about why she was cutting. Her parents are going through a nasty divorce and she feels like they both hate her. She told me that they’re using her to get information on each other and she doesn’t want to disappoint either of them. She told me that her mother said it’s her fault they’re divorcing. Which led her to believe that if she ended everything they’d be okay again…
My heart broke for this girl! I assured her it wasn’t her fault. I prayed with her and told her I’m here for her. I gave her my number and let her know that she’s always welcome at our church. We spoke for two hours, and when she walked away I knew she was going be alright. I knew the Lord was going to guide her steps. But I also knew that my part in her life was done. I will probably never see that girl again, but God knew we needed to talk!

It was a tough discussion. Anytime I have a discussion about my past it’s difficult for me. But if it stops just one person from going down the roads I’ve been down? Then I’ll tell my past to everyone. No hesitation.
On the note of self harm, if you suspect someone you love is hurting themselves, talk with them! Do NOT blame them. Do NOT say that they’re a bad person. Do NOT make light of the reasons they’re harming themselves. Everyone deals with situations differently. When I was harming myself, I was suffering from depression, and lacking control over so many aspects of my life. I thought that by slicing into my skin with a blade, I was gaining that control. In the moment, it worked. In the long haul, I’ve got scars that I’m going to have to explain to my children one day. I’ve got a past that I’m going to have to pray my kids never want to experience. It kills me when I see young men and women with scars and track marks on their arms, because I’ve finally realized that those people have parents and will be parents one day. When you become a parent you pray over your child, hoping that no harm comes to them. You don’t expect that one day they’ll shoot up to escape for a minute. You don’t expect that they’ll dig into their arms with any sharp object to control some aspect of their lives. You never thought that they’d cram a bunch of food down their throat, only to throw it up 20 minutes later to get skinnier. It’s tragic that these are actual struggles that we all face. There’s no special pill, no miracle diet, no specialist. There’s only God. It took me longer than necessary to see that. But I know it to be true. Without God, without complete strangers praying for me, I have no doubt that I wouldn’t have made it to my 21st birthday. The road I was on was miserable, but because I got myself there, I was certain I could get myself out. I was wrong. If you see someone in the darkness, be there for them and let them know there’s a light at the end and that you’ll help them get there.

As always, thanks for reading. If you have a topic you’d like to know about, let me know. Love y’all!!

-Kelsey💕
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

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Being a girl is tough, really freaking tough!

Okay, so the title says what this post is about. I’m gonna go through a few things that annoy me about being a girl, and I’m sure they annoy you too! Some of these are silly and random, some are serious and probably throw you back to a time when you experienced something similar.  A handful of young ladies in my life helped me out with a few of these!! thanks girls!!

Fair warning: if you’re a guy reading this, you should probably stop. I’m going to have a few things at the end so I’ll write in a different format when I get there to let y’all know it’s safe. There’s gonna be things on here you probably don’t wanna read. Weird things. Gross things. But it’s my blog, so deal!

That being said, the following is my list!!

1. Bobby pins and hair ties
  These freaking things…ugh. I swear. You can never find them! I can honestly say that I’ve purchased hundreds, if not thousands, of these and they disappear! It’s as though your bathroom, bedroom, and living room are the freaking Bermuda triangle! It drives me crazy. The only solution I’ve come up with is to just get packs of them at the dollar store…it doesn’t keep them around, but at least your not spending as much!

2. Not being thin enough!
   This will always be a thing! Always!! It doesn’t matter if you’re a size 0 with a great body, and muscle tone out the wahzoo. You will always think you’re not thin enough. Fun fact: you’re beautiful. You’re exactly how God planned you to be. I get that you want to go to that Zumba class, or attempt another round of hot yoga (for the love of all things holy, never do that again!), but make sure you’re doing it for you!! Which brings us to the next point!!!

3. Constantly trying to live up to societies standards.
  This is a freaking nightmare. We have always lived in a society where you need to fit into a certain mold. And if you don’t, then you ‘must’ do what it takes to get into that mold. This really freaking annoys me!!! I’m never going to fit that mold. I can assure you of that. Does that make me ugly? Does that make me less of a human being? Heck no!!! It’s like those awesome Dove commercials, I’m a real freaking woman! I don’t need a nose job, or a boob job, or liposuction to ‘ better my life’. And it annoys me that there are girls out there thinking that what society says is right is the law. I assure y’all right now, it’s not!!!

Okay, so after a few heavy topics, let’s get a random one.

4.  Waterproof makeup…primarily eye makeup.
    This is a lie. I have tried product after product, and while I don’t cry often, I cry enough to know these products lie!! I love makeup. I love testing new palettes of eyeshadow, or getting a perfect eyeliner(still searching). But when you have those moments, i.e. weddings, baby showers, funerals(hopefully not a lot of those :'(), or you’re going to a pool party and the guy you’re certain you’ll marry is gonna be there, and you need that mascara and eyeliner combo to help you through, be prepared to be let down! I can assure you, it’s typically just better to go natural and not turn into the creepy well girl from The Ring. I’m only looking out for you here. And fyi, that guy you wanna marry, most likely doesn’t care about any of it. And if he’s meant for you, he will love you even if you look like Taylor Momsen in her early Gossip Girl years.

5.  Women being sexualized by the media.
   This is a tough line. I like to go dancing, it’s awesome.  I like to drop it low. I like to get dressed up, and have fun. But as I said, there’s a line. I go out with my friends.  I’m not there for these guys to be the Robin Thicke to my Miley Cyrus. I’m never trying to be Miley…just so y’all know.  I’m there to have fun and let loose, knowing that I’m going to leave and go home by myself.  Unfortunately, because of the media making it seem that I’m out there to be grabbed and have creepy guys grind on me, I’ve had to learn to be careful. I dress for me. I dance for me. But I have to remind myself that society has been told that I’m doing it for them. So, the next time you wanna drop it low, or twerk up a storm, remember that guys are looking at you as though you’re their property. It’s probably best to dial it back and save those moves for your future husband ;p

6.  Underwire bras…really, any bra.
   Welcome to the wonderful world of women. Even if you’re not well endowed, you still know the struggle. I’m convinced that there is no perfect bra out there! You want one that provides support, but also is comfortable, but it needs to be cute, too! And then there’s also the added over boob, where it’s popping out the top, and sides. But it’s definitely your size!! And then there’s the struggle of the wires digging into you(that’s always fun). You should also avoid you’re freezer section, having your nipples show through your shirt is crazy embarrassing, or boob sweat, but if you have padding you might be covered(you’re not actually covered, sorry). And while on the note of sweat, which tends to dry out your skin, let’s talk about itchy boobs! This is a struggle because you’re typically in public when this lovely issue surfaces, and there’s only so much subtle scratching you can do before you have to go to a private place and scratch away to your hearts content!  No, just no. Finding a perfect bra is about as likely as marrying your celebrity crush.

7.  Shaving…I’m actually sad just seeing that word!
     This is a miserable feat. Especially during the summer! Guys think we overreact, and that it’s so freaking simple. Guys are wrong! It’s not just shaving your legs, oh no, you’ve got your armpits, but it doesn’t end there! If you can get away with those basic shaving areas, great, I applaud you. Realistically, you’re gonna be shaving everything…yeah, everything. Arms (if they’re hairy), legs, pits,  bikini area(most likely you’re gonna just shave everything in the downstairs region, and that’s acceptable), and I think some girls shave their backs(that’s cool, no judgement).  Now, there’s a quick process that’s been around for awhile, it’s called waxing. That can get expensive and hurt like nobodies business(especially if you’re getting the pubes pulled. *internal shudder*), so I’d recommend you stick with shaving, and if you’re being super thorough, remember to have a good razor, and lather up on shaving cream (don’t skimp on this), and some Vitamin D oil, coconut oil, or neosporin. You’re going to get bumps, it’s just a fact, no way to sugar coat it, but those will go away and you’ll be blessed with a few days of gorgeous, hair free skin!! Enjoy!

8.  Periods/PMS
   Of course this is on here. This was the main reason I created this post. I could probably write an entire post about this alone! Some of you may even be in bed with your heating pad strategically placed to fight off the cramps that you’re certain will be the death of you, right now. My friends, I feel your pain. I remember, when I was super young, thinking that getting my period would be great! It meant you were growing up, maturing…that was a harsh reality check.  I got my first period at 11, and it wasn’t too bad. Then I didn’t get it again until I was 13…when it came back, it came with a freaking vengeance!!! Cramps that feel like glass is shredding your insides, and a flow that could rival the Niagara Falls started. It’s miserable. And there’s nothing you can do about it. Tampons are best for controlling the flow and attempting to avoid leaks. However, they make the cramping worse! Then there are pads…I personally hate them.  No one actually knows you’re wearing one, but in the middle of your misery you are certain the world is aware you’ve got one on, and that adds to your delightful embarrassment. Oh, and if you’re not shaved in your nether regions, you run the risk of the glue from the pad (that can’t freaking stick to your panty) sticking to your super sensitive hairs, which you’ll usually discover while in a public restroom, where you will proceed to cry for a random amount of time. Because during this week everything will make you cry, sad movie? Cry. Dropped your cookie? Cry. Remembered your first kiss? Cry. Remembered your last kiss? Cry. Remembered the amount of time since your last kiss? Cry. Someone said something somewhat mean? Cry. Someone called you pretty? Definitely cry!  It happens. You’re probably bloated too, which means nothing fits right, you’re gonna cry about that too.  Your boobs are sore. Your exhausted and sweating from even walking to the fridge (it’s twelve feet away) to get a tub of icecream. And you’re breaking out like crazy, so you wear about a pound of foundation which doesn’t help anything and makes the zits worse!! Guys will never understand what we go through when we get our periods, and for that I hate them. But wait, there also comes the point during your period where you think guys are the greatest creation ever! It’s a rare window, it doesn’t happen to everyone, but if it does, let me warn you. It’s not that the guy is great, yes, he may have made eye contact with you for longer than the standard 3 seconds, or complimented something about you, it does not mean anything, go back to hiding, take some Midol, bust out the Half-Baked,  pop in the notebook, and paint your nails. Your ‘angry time/hell week’ will be over soon!!!

9.  Jealousy
   This one isn’t strictly a girl annoyance, but it’s primarily girls that get jealous.  It’s not always the big things that cause our jealousy. In all honesty, I get jealous over stupid things that aren’t necessarily in anyone’s control! I.e. figure, ability to dance in heels, sense of humor, etc. Then there are the typical issues of, boys, clothes, money. There are a number of things that cause jealousy. How we handle our jealousy is what helps define us. Next time you see some girl on a date with the guy you have a crush on (but have never told), go ahead and pray about it. Don’t automatically think that girl is a bad person, don’t try to ruin their date. Just realize that that isn’t the person God had meant for you and move along. Who knows, you could end up missing out on the real man of your life because you were so caught up in that jealousy!!

10. Haircuts/hair styles
   Getting haircuts has always been a nightmare for me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my hair stylist! I’m just super attached to my hair, and if I don’t like what happens to it, I’ll cry. If it’s too short, I’ll cry. Too much product? Here come the waterworks! And it usually happens when you’re supposed to be somewhere important(prom anyone?)! I was 13 when I thought I could get my hair cut like Pink(the punk/pixie cut)…oh how wrong I was. My hair is naturally curly, and I had yet to discover a straightener, so I looked like I had a fro. It wasn’t a great year. I ended up wearing bandanas all year. Not in the cute way either. I wore them to pull my hair back…it was terrible. Since then, I only get trims…though it’s rare. I just can’t go through another year of bandanas! A word of advice, if you’re getting a haircut, find a picture of what you want, talk to your stylist and make sure you can handle the upkeep of it, and wait at least two days before getting it cut. I know it grows back, but just freaking play it safe!!!

Okay guys it’s safe to read from now on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yay, a super fun list. There are several more things, and I’ll most likely create another post for the many things that annoy me about being a girl. In the meantime, I want to give a quick note to the guys, if y’all stuck around. Being a girl has a bunch of issues that suck, and I’m sorry for when those issues cause us to be crazy and lash out at you. Know this, if we’re upset, if we’re crying, if we’re laughing at inappropriate times,  it doesn’t always mean we’re on our periods. When you assume that, it makes everything we’re dealing with(no matter how minute), a million times worse. For your safety, just be there and remain silent…if you have chocolate, that helps too.  😁

Thanks everyone for reading, and thank you for your input! If you have anything you wanted to know more about let me know. Love y’all!!!

-Kelsey💕

Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

Patience is tough

Oh my word.  I’m honestly not sure who is going to read the things I post on here. Though that’s okay. This blog is mainly for me to vent, to calm myself by going to my favorite passion, to write what I cannot say out loud. 
   That being said,  I’m going to be keeping this blog updated with everything I’m doing, whether it be in the desert, or when I’m in Washington, or wherever the Lord leads me. I’ll be posting about my adventures, my mishaps, my hopes, and my struggles(in this case; patience).
  I’m usually a patient person, when I worked in customer service I dealt with people that required a ton of help with returns, paying their bills, or getting more discounts after already completing their purchases.  Through that I had several costumers telling me how patient I must be to take that time to do whatever it took to make sure the customer was happy.  When dealing with children(the craziest of crazy) I have no issues being patient and waiting for them to understand something or finish working on a project.  But the place that I struggle with patience, even though I know I shouldn’t, even though I know I have absolutely no control over it, is my future!! I struggle with figuring out what my career is going to be, whether I should go back to college, where should I live, who will my husband be, will I have kids, will I be a good mom, should I try to reconnect with old friends, should I go on missions trips, etc. The worst is that that’s only a few things that I struggle with when it comes to patience.
  I know God is in control. I know He had a perfect plan. I don’t doubt that. But I struggle with my patience in waiting. I don’t feel that this makes me a bad person, or a ‘Bad Christian’. I think I’m just like everyone else.
   Back in February, I felt a call to move to Washington. At the time I had a job that I loved. I was working with adorable children and though I was having issues with my employer, I wasn’t ready to leave those kids. So, I mentioned it to my mom, said I’d probably look into moving by next year, and moved on. About a week after telling my mom, there was a prayer night at my church, they had an altar call and though I don’t normally go up, because I don’t like being in front of a bunch of people, I went. And that’s when I felt things start to change. One of the assistant pastors prayed over me, it was a prayer where you could feel the Holy Spirit guiding the words, where you knew that God was talking straight to your heart!!! The pastor knew nothing of my Washington plans. I didn’t even know much about my Washington plans! But I knew that’s where I would be at some point soon. Work got better and things were fine for awhile. Fast forward to Mother’s day, my employer had shorted my check by $60, which isn’t a ton of money, but if you’re a young adult struggling to pay the bills, it’s the difference between buying groceries or putting gas in your car. After bringing this up to my employer, I was told that I would not be receiving that money, and to either accept that, or they would hire someone else to replace me. After prayer, and talking with some awesome ‘prayer warriors’ I realized that I needed to move on. I also started to realize that this was the Lord’s work, and it was time to start looking into moving Washington. To say I was scared is an understatement. I’ve always been pretty independent, but I’ve also typically had a safety net! Moving would mean that the closest family would be a 16 hour drive from me! But I knew the Lord was calling me, so it’s what I needed to do. I started looking into apartments and Nanny positions, but having never been to Washington, I realized it would be better to do a live-in position.  I’ve applied and interviewed with several families, and I’m still applying and interviewing. For awhile it got tough, I was having panic attacks just about every day and struggling to understand when any of the jobs would work out and why everything was taking so long! Then about a month ago at a prayer group (they’re honestly amazing!!), the pastor had an altar call for those feeling fearful, or anxious (basically me). I’m fairly certain I sprinted to the front! Instead of just the pastors praying over those who came up, it was everyone. I felt so many hands on my shoulders, hands, and head. So many people that just hugged me and prayed over me. My eyes were closed, so I’m not sure who any of them were, but I felt a complete sense of peace come over me. It was awesome!!!
I still have days where I’m overwhelmed, days where nothing makes sense, days where I’m completely over everything and just want to stop. One of my main concerns was that I wasn’t employed, my bank account was getting lower, and I was getting so discouraged. I didn’t want to get a job that I’d have to leave in a few months, but I was starting to think there was no other option. Fortunately, I was able to pick up caregiving jobs. Thank the Lord!! Another concern was leaving my youth group, I know that seems silly, but watching these kids grow up, seeing some of them going through the same struggles I did when I was that age, helping them get through the junk that the world(enemy) throws at them, it’s one of the most amazing jobs I’ve been blessed to do. I know most of them will graduate soon, and go off to college and live their own lives, some will even go on to be youth leaders and help the younger generation, and that makes me thrilled for them. But it still hurts to walk away. To not be able to do coffee dates, or miniature golf, or movie days. To not be able to pick them up and listen to them talk about things that scare them and counsel them with Scripture and stupid jokes. I know I’ll still be able to talk to them, to Skype, text, and Facebook with them. It’s just tough. The panic attacks have mostly gone away. And now I’m waiting for the perfect job that the Lord will bring me. God is so good, and I know His timing is so much greater than anything I could ever imagine. I’m working on my patience. I’m working on my trust. I’m working on me! I hope y’all (whomever you may be) will continue to read my posts and keep updated on my life happenings.  Thank you all for your encouragement, your prayers, and your love!! It all makes my heart happy!!!