I Feel 40

It's been strange and unexpected the way God has blessed me with things (little and big) that I just never hoped for...never even asked for or wanted that bad. My future in-laws gave me and Luke some expensive furniture for the apartment. It's good furniture--the kind that I couldn't afford until I'm 40. That's why I feel 40. I'm soon to be newly wed, and have an apartment with beautiful leather couches, entertainment center, coffee table, side tables....and then a queen-size bed with matching night stand, dresser, mirror, entertainment center. I'm not exaggerating. I feel 40 when I walk into the apartment and see expensive furniture that actually matches (and is comfortable!...I had quite a few complaints about my old furniture). I can invite people over now and not feel like a poor college student with a rif-raf of garage-sale items (not that I don't like garage sale stuff...it's great and has character--people just don't like to sit on it).

Pictures to come!