And now it's time for

your monthly (yearly?) sermon, ala The Rach.

Ok, no sermons for real. Just a smattering of my heart-experience over the last few weeks, and the things I've learned. I don't tend to grow slowly over time, but rather in large amounts over a few weeks or months... It's been a heckuva few weeks, so here we go.

I like stuff. I REALLY like stuff. I like to collect stuff, look at it, think about it, talk about it... I loooooooove stuff. Which brings me to point numero uno.
The biggest thing that I have learned that stuff is... just stuff. And along the same lines, houses are just a big box to hold my stuff. Who cares in the long run. The earth is going to burn anyway. (To quote Gwen.) This sounds flippant, I know. But seriously, the only eternal thing is God and people, so why waste so much of my emotional energy worried about my stuff, and the aquisition thereof? There were many details of my future/current investments that I was sooooo worried about! And then things start heading south... Then I worried more. And Jeff reminded me on Sunday evening whom God considers truly rich... Guess what? God isn't impressed by stuff. I came to a place of true contentment with whatever happened. And of course, in true God fashion, two days later everything started falling into place beautifully. And you know what? It probably would have still fallen in place had I not come to this realization. But I can honestly say, it wouldn't mean nearly as much, and I would never have been this grateful. I've been humbled, and I've been reminded that everything is a gift from God, and no matter how proud I am of "my" accomplishments... They're not mine. God has given me a beautiful life, and the learning opportunities to do things that a lot of people wouldn't be able to do... I'm so so lucky. But it ALL came from God. The good jobs, the opportunities, the knowledge, even the next breath. God please always let us remember that, and if we don't, take it all. It's all yours, because nothing is worth not having a relationship with you.


All right... the end.

Becky, call me for lunch. I'm in Tuesday and Wednesday now.

This is The Rach, over and out.

I have succeeded!

I get my white carpet. =)

Now I'm just praying the financing doesn't fall apart! You can pray too, it'd be much appreciated! Ah, stupid banking/mortgage industry! You've gone and ruined it for everyone! I'm cool so far, but I'm definitely nervous, our construction company has had three sales in a row fall through on the day of closing... financing pulled last minute. It's scary!

Que cera cera.

Greetings Earthlings!

So... For like the last three weeks I haven't been sleeping well. COULD NOT figure out why. I was so tired that I seriously had coffee and Rockstar all day to keep me awake, then I'd be SO tired, and I'd lay down and my thoughts would race and keep me up all night.

After about two weeks of this I decided that's it, I'm calling the doctor. Perhaps I'm bipolar and am having a manic period. So that night I took some otc sleeping pills and slept great! So great, in fact, that I didn't need any energy drinks to keep me awake! Next night, slept great... night after that, slept great... realized that my "manic episode" was directly in relation with my energy-drink-drinking habits.

Oops.

Haha, funny thing is, Gwen tells me today she can't sleep because her mind races... she needs Rockstar to keep her awake... The vicious cycle repeats itself.

Avers is officially a walker! She no longer crawls, she also no longer does her spider crawl, on hands and feet. It's a little sad. =)

Looks like I'm going to be moving here again soon... Lord willing and barring natural disaster. While I'm tired of moving, very very tired of moving... I haven't lived in one place longer than two years since before 1998... can I just mention that real quick? This will be the 9th time in 9 years... Anyway, not important... While I am very very tired of moving, I am very very happy to moving into a house that I honestly believe I will live in at least two years. The Cottman Ave house will be ready for rent on November 1st. Any takers? I still have some remodeling work to finish, so it's going to be busy! But I can not wait to move into a house that's totally done, big enough for all of my stuff, and back in Port Orchard! The place I'm looking at is a 2300+ sf new construction so close to the Vale Rd home that you can see it through the woods out the backdoor! It'll be nice to be back, and to have our nanny Livvy back too... that's half the reason I want to move, so I can have our Alivia! =) We're in negotiations about the carpets at this point... while they're brand new, I prefer white carpet. It's a strange little "thing" I have... So we'll see what happens.

Turns out that the builder is also offering me the rest of the homes in the development, at cost, if we want them to increase my rental holdings. I didn't see that part coming when I went in for our meeting. I thought I would be negotiating one home... not 8. The other option presented to me is to become a partner with him, co-own the other 7 homes with him, split the rental proceeds, sell in 5-10 years and split the difference. I'm very grateful for such an incredible opportunity, and can't believe how much God has given. I am truly blessed. I can say, quite honestly, that one of the things I have always wanted was to have enough money to be able to give it away to those in need without even having to think about it. I hope that if I ever get to that point that I will remember the reason I wanted it in the first place.

And, when we move, you're all invited to the housewarming party! Since I've promised one for the last couple of homes and never did it... this one is official! But you'll have to remove your shoes, since I'm counting on receiving my white carpets. ;)

All right, I'm going to feign usefulness for awhile...

I am still convinced that no one reads these...

This is Rach, over and out.

Not that anyone actually reads these, but...

Here I go again. Writing another blog that will probably be abandoned half way through and left for dead.

It is now nearly September. I was correct in my earlier assumption that we would be renting out our Vale Rd house, as it has been rented nearly 2 months now. We are living in our new house, overlooking Dyes Inlet. Right now I can see the full moon reflecting off the water, a little more beautiful than usual, as we're due for a lunar eclipse tonight, it appears much larger and shades brighter than usual. Downtown Port Orchard sparkles from a distance much more enthusiastically than it ever could hope to shine up close. Of course it's cold, why wouldn't it be? It's August afterall, and we've abandoned all hope of a summer this year.

We arrived home almost a week ago from Hawaii. Hawaii is God's perfect place. Everything is breathtaking. We had so much fun we decided to fly back for Christmas! I'm so glad, because I admit I went through a mini-depression being back here in Washington. We had such a wonderful time too that I think it was hard for me to give up vacation life, where everyone is happy, everything is carefree, and you have "cleaning fairies" who make your bed, supply clean towels and pick up your clothes. I will miss the cleaning fairies most of all I think...


I am working on uploading pictures, but of course nothing is compatible with Vista OS (this is where I damn Vista quietly, under my breath) and I am working out all the bugs in uploading all of my old software for the digital cameras.

Ava took her first steps yesterday! She can walk a few feet now before falling down. She's very proud of herself, I must say.

Life is good. I'm glad to be in it.

You can never go down the drain...

Ok. So dude, I would catch you up on the going-on's of the last few months since my previous, somewhat non-informative blog, but it would take so long, and would you really believe the half of it?

I am now officially 27 years old. Strange, since I don't feel much different than 17, perhaps smarter, and a bit heavier, and richer, with more responsibi... heck, who am I kidding. I feel way different than 17, but you know what I mean. I always thought that at this point in my little life I would have way more figured out. Strangely, the older I get the more I have to learn. So what have I learned in the last year you ask???

Well, I would tell you, but I can't remember.

How many things have I completed on my list of things to complete this year, though? (Going to old blogs to look and see what those were, cuz I forgot....) Um yeah, one out of four. I'll let you guess which one that is, just in case you feel so led to believe that I have become fabulously rich and famous, as stated in goal #4, I would hate to rip that dream out from under you.

In other news, looks like we'll be moving at the end of summer. This is probably way too early to throw this out there, seeing as how so many things could fail, but we'll probably be renting out this current house. Any takers? I'll give you a good deal. Sort of.

This is the end for now. I'll write more later. Like in another 7 months.

If there's anything you'd particularly like me to blog about, feel free to send a message my way. I have a feeling I won't be getting too many messages...

Flashbacks

Isn't it amazing how closely music is tied to memory and feelings? This morning i heard Unforgiven, by Metallica, for the first time in probably 4 years. Instantly my feelings were transported back about 6 years, when I felt so trapped, and brainwashed, yet just starting to breakthrough the darkness, and not really knowing how. It's like drowning emotionally, or mentally groping in the dark, not knowing which end is up. It was the darkest, saddest, most lonely time in my life. Legalism had been my guide as a child. Do A, B and C and TA DA! You will get the results you want! God lived in a box, he was a system, and the perfect life was built in following steps, formula's and equations. And then, it all failed me. I was miserable. I did everything I was told God! Why have you forsaken me? The sadness turned to anger. "Never free, never me, so I dub thee, unforgiven". I altered everything God made me to be, to be what they said. I gave up all my freedom to live in the prison of perfection. I realized the failure in the results. What I didn't realize was that what had failed was the system, not the God that it was loosely based on.

The Week of Conspiracy Theories

And is it ever! Between the death of Anna Nicole, and my framer's 10 minute lecture on chemtrails, I feel like I have reached a new level of learning and awareness. Becky's uncle would be T-H-R-I-L-L-E-D. (For those of you who can't sense the sarcasm, you might enjoy www.getrichquick.com, because obviously, you'll buy anything.)

Do I believe in conspiracies? I do, to a certain extent. I believe that there are influential people who control the world, to a large degree. I believe that there are certain organziations who greatly control the ebb and flow of events in history. I believe that I'll never know for sure though, because:
A) I am a woman, and
B) I don't have a penis.
This is not intended as some sort of self-pitying statement, but the truth as I perceive it to be. If these rumoured secret societies really do control the world, then it is, and will always be, a man's government, and women will only hold power as "the man" see fit. (On a side note, I realize that H. Rodham-Clinton is vying for presidency... but let's be honest... how many of us TRULY believe that she was born with a double x chromosone?) And while you're thinking about that one, I'll move on... All that said, I do not believe that we, as US citizens, are being mass exterminated at the hand of Uncle Sam. Which leads me to...

Chemtrails. Apparently the U-S of A is no longer "of, by and for" the people. Not when our government is trying to mass eradicate it's citizens by spraying genocidal chemicals in the air in "classic X patterns"! Did you not realize that the government's intent is to reduce the world population by 4 billion people by the year 2050, as laid out in in the Global 2000 report, published by the Illuminati in the late 1970's. Well, you ask, what's 4 billion people in the grand scheme of things? I tell ya what, line up shoulder to shouler, look to your left, and look to your right. If you make it, those standing next to you won't. "But why?!" you cry deep in your heart, when you're lying in bed alone at night contemplating the universe? Well Sparky, it doesn't rightly say. And damn it Sparky, it doesn't have to, because we, as a "free" nation, are merely pawns in the large chess game of world domination, moderated by said "Illuminati". A mere piece in the One World Order puzzle. And the pawns don't always know why. But you better believe it's true. I saw it on television... And heard it from my genuis framer who has three teeth.

And it must be true! And how can I prove it? By the fact that I am paying enough taxes for at least three people in preparation to have the one on my left and the one on my right exterminated along with their financial contribution to our nation... because I intend to be the one who makes it.