When I left 10 years ago, I was a big techie - I still am - and one of the gadgets I always had with me was my Palm Pilot. It just could do so much for me then. When I moved, life somehow got simpler and simpler (and I still believer that is the way go...) and eventually, there was no need for an organizer.

Now that I have moved here, things have got more complicated. There are demands on my person from everywhere and I do feel the pressure. I have resisted buying into major technologies for a year but now that a full load of work is upon me, the neccessities of wedding/marriage planning and most importantly prioritising time for relationships require some time management.

I wouldn't think about buying this except for a new policy at work that allows purchases under the "Learning & Development Scheme" of up to $400 a year! Its not cash in hand, but it good. It's a nice new perk to have that I am entitled to and I am thinking of ways I could use the perk to bless others. I needed to spend some time with a friend and it was nice to also be able to claim my bill for Midsummers Night Dream In The Park from the fund. I am very tempted to foot the newspaper and internet subscriptions on my bill too so that way others around me could benefit from my topline blessing.

But the real reason I write is because I am getting this on auction. So, instead of $548, I'm might be paying $300 for it instead. Hoorah! Wi-fi Portability for cheap!

Maybe its going for cheap cause the support for the OS is dying...

THE IMPERFECT WORLD AND IMPERFECTION

There is something internally, innately and genetically wrong with human beings. Something about our make-up just finds it so hard to be content.

Even when everything is going as well as possible, there is always something 'not quite right', someone to find something to nitpick over. And its not that it is right or wrong - if only it were that easy - but our insistence that our way is the way or the highway. Our way is superior.

And, when you know things are not going to be perfect, we really help the situation by lamenting on how bad things are because we seriously think that is going to help us. C'mon people, how long will it take us to realize the problem is ourselves and that change starts with the person we see in the mirror!

No wonder our world is not 'perfect' - if God gave us 'perfect', we still couldn't be satisfied.

NONCHALANT BRIDE? Or GREAT ORGANIZING?

I've been repeated asked and reminded about the wedding to come. Here's an update on the progress...

The date has been decided. 24th November 2007
The usual reaction is, "SO SOON!? Why?"
Why not? And who can wait anyway?

The venue has been set. International Baptist Church.
It's not my church, it's not his church. And it has pews.

Mom is taking charge of all things food including the decor for the lunch reception. Dad is designing the invites, sorting out the decor for the venue and eventually the apartment. Andy will look into the housing and my aunt is the wedding planner and my job is to pick the gown I like. Outsourcing is good!

I don't need a whole lot of time to plan this sch-bang since there will be no grand wedding banquet and that I've got a lot of help. Instead, most of our time I has been working on building firm foundations for the marriage relationship instead as we work through marriage preparation class. It's work but it is useful.

Meanwhile, we have only just scratched the surface of the Housing Development Board monster when it comes to finding an apartment. We prefer not to own a house seeing as we plan to move countries but we also prefer not to use 'cash' to pay rent when we have some sizeable funds (which cannot be cashed) that we could transfer into buying a house. But every time I think about the complicated procedures in owning a house, my brain shuts down. I simply hate rules and regulations.

Anyway, that will pend for awhile while my fiance is in the Philipines for two weeks on a mission trip. THERE! I SAID IT!

Out and In

Lots to thank God for

... for seeing me through the last three months at Ghetto Secondary School all the training I have had and the supporting staff that have helped me.

... for my posting to Fairfield Methodist Secondary School. It is as good as it will be bad and that is a good thing saying that in the end you have to make the most of what you've got.

... for great fellowship with Trace who reminded me with the sparkle in her eye about the passion for pursuing a reflection of Jesus in our lives.