I've moved! I'm now living in Shoreline with my friend from 6th Day Dance . I'm out of the house, and I'm not currently going to Central Washington University. Maybe in a couple of quarters, once I've figured things out (a.k.a. gotten a job). But now I won't feel sick when I talk about moving away to Ellensburg!
What happened was this:
Monday evening my parents and I sat down and had a "conversation" Ok, Carole you have three choices:
- Go to Ellensburg and attend college (get into debt and stay there for, like, ever)
- Stay at home and pay $100 rent every preceding Friday for the upcoming week (starting today), as well as respect the rules of the house (which you already have disobeyed and won't be likely to obey soon)
- Move out on your own and take care of yourself
Every time I talked about going to Central I felt sick, and my roommate did too, so on Tuesday Sixth Day Dance Company had their bible study, and after seeing a short film that had a very emotional message, I could not stop crying. I seriously couldn't. So after everybody left, our Chaplain, my roommate, and I talked for about an hour and a half about what was going to happen in the next three days.
We weighed my options all the while I couldn't stay composed and the Chaplain essentially said this: "Right now there's no support group in Ellensburg, but there is this, [and she pointed to my friend] you don't need to be isolated right now, you need this, you need this support and encouragement, you don't need to be alone or feel alone right now, you need people who care about you surrounding you. With God, you won't miss anything; you will never miss anything."
She was absolutely right.
I've been in a not-so-nice living situation for some time now, and the time to change was right now.
So after much blubbering, excuse making, reality checking, really visceral emotional gauging, and love and comfort from those who really care I prepared to move out on Thursday.
Prayer, and a feeling of right-ness settled on me, and I was able to spend the next day packing and readying myself for the move. My parents and I again had a "talk" and I told them I was moving out. Some hurtful words were said on their behalf, but I simply had to leave. My mother had to leave right after talking with me to go to take care of my grandmother in Yakima; she was in shock.
I called the Chaplain and she said that she was able to help that day, but not the next, and the realization of moving out that day instead of the next seemed appropriate. So I gathered all my things together, moved them by the front door and prepared to leave. I called a couple of friends to help. Six people, a convoy of five cars, and an hour and a half of working had achieved the goal. I was out. I left my keys, the group prayed, and we departed. I was moved in by about 8:45pm.
This, was a God thing. There was absolutely no way that I could have moved in such a short time, except by the grace of God. This was meant to happen now,and I am SO GRATEFUL!!!
Psalm 55 is awesome.


