Drive to my Dream

     Today started out a regular Monday. Woke up at 2:50 waiting for my alarm to go off at 3. That's typical for a Monday since I'm always afraid I will oversleep. Monday is the start of the workweek and no one likes being late on a Monday. It sets the tone for how your week is going to go.
     I show up to work on time and everything is going how it always goes. Thats all fine and dandy, but pretty boring. I thought all day about what I want to do with my life. I really have no goals. I still claim to be a dental assistant even though I haven't been chair-side in over 2 1/2 years. I don't want to volunteer and not sure I plan to go back to it. What a waste of money. (Still paying student loans) I thought that would be a for sure job that I could follow James with his Navy career around the world and always have a job. Yeah, not so much. That leaves me to daydream...
     What do I want to do? The only thing I love doing and get caught up in is organizing things. Become a professional organizer? If I knew I had a job waiting for me or the resources to somehow become a professional organizer sure. How many people seriously hire someone to organize their closet? People don't really live like on TLC's Hoarders.
     Anyways, the last paragraph has no point. Just telling you what I was thinking about at work. 
One of the perks to going to work so early is I also get off work early. 1:15pm to be exact. :) I still have the entire day to be productive. Not really since I'm usually exhausted, but that's beside the point. It's 1:15! Woo-whoo!
     James came through the door around 3:30 and I was watching last nights Army Wives. He asks me if I want to go check out the rental car. (He got in an accident last week. He is ok and it wasn't his fault. We got the rental today while ours is in the shop.) After Army Wives was over we go for a ride. It's a Nissan Altima. He is impressed that it has no key. I am impressed with the smooth drive. As we are pulling out of our housing area he asks what way I want to go. Being tired I say right. We go all the way to Alabama and I am passed out asleep.
     When I wake up we are out in the country. It reminds me of Mimi's (my mom Stacia's mom) house. We pass pastures and little houses. Gorge Strait is playing on James' Ipod. We pass a beautiful log cabin, and a man with a cutoff shirt and a camo hat in a pickup truck. James takes me to this farm I have always wanted to go to. They sell honey, eggs, plants and preserves. When we got out of the car we were greeted by three happy old farm dogs. It really was a beautiful place. The lady who lives there was out collecting eggs when we pulled up. She was so friendly. We ended up buying some honey and a jar of blueberry preserves. She gave us a pamphlet on several local farmers in the area who sell their home grown goods. I'm really excited about that.
     On the drive home it was just nice. James and I often dream and talk about where we want to grow old. What he wants to do after the Navy, that sort of thing. We both agree we want to live out somewhere like that. Out in the country, have space to just be, raise two or three kids. I imagine growing my own strawberries, tomatoes and corn. It all sounds wistful and romantic in my head. Mimi taught me different though. I know that a garden is hard work. It involves dirt, sweat, bugs, and weeds. I like to think I could handle it though, maybe if I make the kids help me. ;)
     Even though my Monday started out like any other week it ended really nice. A drive to the country, to a dream. A dream all mine, that I'm allowed to have. I love that. I'm excited to see what the rest of this week will hold.

Thanks babe for taking me away. It's moments like these that I treasure. I love you.