adulthood.

i am officially an adult.  the kind that doesn't go to school during the day.  the kind that doesn't live with her parents nor in a dorm or campus housing.

instead, i am a full-time nanny with my services divided between two different families.  two very different families.

family number one has three girls, aged 1, 3, and 5.  it is a christian family, parents who care deeply about the physical, spiritual, and emotional well-being of their children.  this family has a strong sense of responsibility and love, and they have a set way of disciplining their kids.  their tv time is limited to a half hour each day.  they need someone to watch their kids for a day and half each week so that there is another steady christian influence in the lives of their children.  the mom runs a few errands but still spends most of that time at home.

family number two has one 16-month old boy.  a non-religious family with a working dad, and shopping mom.  while the mom cares for her son, she cares more about the idealistic view of having a yuppie family and status than she does about her son himself.  she wants me to come from 8-4 three days/week so that she can go shopping and get out of the house.  no lie.


richard, the dad of family number two, asked me the other day what moody is.  i told him it's an accredited four-year bible institute.  he asked me if it was the same as any other christian college.  i tried to explain that it was different, but how do you even begin to explain the significance of bible college to someone who doesn't believe in the significance of the bible..  ugh.  i knew God had me work for this family for a reason, and i know that i'm one of the only christian influences in their lives.  i just pray that God would use me and that i would be competent enough to be used.


i am chilled to the bone in this barely-insulated apartment.  somehow, our heater runs every five minutes and still barely heats these five little rooms.  oh, and it sounds like a freight train running right through my room every 10 minutes at night.  thank the Lord for the invention of the earplug.  this whole living on your own and making decisions for yourself and paying for everything yourself and problem-solving everything yourself is not quite as easy as i hoped it would be.

one last thing:  i swear, every college's admissions department is seriously flawed.  moody's definitely is (just ask anyone who has ever tried to get in to moody..).  north park's definitely is (they "misplaced" both my northwestern and moody transcripts, thus did not process my grad school application until yesterday.  classes start next week.).  pray that it all works out.

a busy weekend is ahead of me.