When you disappoint people & your car gets totaled.

Marty the Prius is dead. This is how that makes me feel:

Originally, I thought his death would be temporary and that he would be resurrected after going to the doctor... but after talking to the dealership today, I found out Marty needs $10,000+ worth of work done in order to revive him. So unless the insurance guy decides he's worth fixing, Marty is no more.

Here are some of the resuscitation attempts on Marty's life.

I have really great friends that spent a lot of time trying to make him better, but in the end, the damage to his underneath was too great and Marty had to take a ride on the towtruck of flames. 

Notice the blood dripping out of Marty as he tries to hold on... :(

So how did Marty die? To be honest I don't really know... but I have chosen to blame the city of Belton. On my way back from Austin last Saturday night Marty ran over something that shouldn't have been in the road. Obviously. And while I have no clue what it could have been, I am so thankful that we didn't lose control of Marty and hit something. It could have been so so much worse. The Lord definitely protected us.

Marty was going to die eventually. And even though he only lasted me 6 months, they were a rockin' 6 months full of great gas mileage. I'm thankful to be reminded of 1 John 2:16-17. Everything of this world will pass away. Only Jesus remains.

For all that is in the world- the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride of life-is not from the Father but is from the world. And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever. 1 John 2:16-17.

A BIG thank you to the wonderful people that have been driving me around all week. I promise to pay you back in kindness and free coffee. (:
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On a different note:

I'm a people pleaser. It's in my nature. I like you. Genuinely. I really do. And I want you to like me. So much so that chances are I'll go out of my way to give you a reason to like me.

There are very very few people I dislike. I know that at the end of the day there are going to be people that dislike me, but I try ridiculously hard not to give them a reason to.

A lot of conversations I've had recently have gone a lot like this:

Me: Hey! Welcome to Starbucks!
Friend/Customer: Hey! How are you??
Me: I'm really good! You?
Friend/Customer: Good. Didn't you graduate in December?
Me: Yes ma'am!
Friend/Customer: Then why are you here?
Me: (awkwardly)... Well I work here...

Ouch.

I know these people mean well. I'm not upset with them. However, it's made the pressure of adult life become more real to me. Adult life. Gross.

I've never continuously received pressure from other people about how I should or shouldn't live my life. I suppose that's a blessing and a curse. I've always had to motivate myself and for the most part, I've always done what I needed to do. Now that i'm not doing what you theoretically "should be doing" after you graduate college, I've started to receive some of that pressure. It's scary.

The Lord has been so good to provide peace for me. While I know that working part time as a social worker and a starbucks barista isn't what I'm "supposed to be doing", I know it's only temporary and I'm happy and thankful for these two opportunities. I really really love my jobs. (:

It's been a great first week back at Starbs. And of course I had to take a selfie to commemorate the occasion. Happy Tuesday!

Here's one more to shoutout to Marty. I'm still crossing my fingers that the insurance guy decides to save you. Otherwise, RIP Marty. You were a good one.