wait…did you just read that? my husband is a pastor! I am married to a pastor…and that makes me….

you guessed it…

A PASTORS WIFE.

I knew this was coming. I liked the idea of it. but then BAM…it hit me.

i have this picture and concept in my head of what a pastor’s wife should be like…and i am unsure i fit it. I know that if i am genuine and me it will all be good…but honestly it is the dang title that scares me.

I dont care too much for boxes and trying to fit in them and actually i heard this quote somewhere,

people who dont like boxes are those that dont fit in them…

and it is so true. I dont feel like i fit into the “pastor’s wife” box…or really want to. well, the stereotypical pastor’s wife box. There are freaking sweet pastor’s wives that are around… case in point Tam Hodge, Lori Wilhite, Brandi Wilson….and i can be like those pastor’s wives….just not the duggars like…not that she is a pastor’s wife. anyways, i digress.

all of that to say that the title and not the responsibility that freaks me out.  and i know it is just a title or a label or a box…but still it scares me.  ha!

Have you ever had a title, label or box that scared you?  do share.

Tomorrow also means that Chad and I have been married for 700 Days. (Our 2 year anniversary is April 5th)

Facebook reminded us of this.

700 Days. It seems like such a long time. Yet it has flown by.

700 Days = 16800 hours
700 Days = 1008000 minutes
700 Days = 60480000 seconds

together.

[oh and this is what i did to do the math]

You should do the math of something and share it here!

24 hours after we intended on leaving Birmingham. But that is life.

So we loaded our lives into a U-Pack Relo Cube as well as a small U-Haul trailer and we are driving the country.

We stopped at a Hotel in Paducha Kentucky…probably one of the most comfortable beds i have ever slept in…or maybe it is that we are so tired. ;)

so now we have 16 hours to drive to Colorado Springs….but we are not in a hurry.

if you want to follow our trip i would recommend following me on twitter here.

we are so grateful for everyone who came to our party and all those that we got to see before we left….our lives are richer because of our friends…so thank you.

we are so excited about this next step…but for now we are taking a week of a rest and then will hit the ground running at Whipple Creek.

we would appreciate your prayers for safe travels as well as an all around good time.  love yall and have enjoyed and cant wait to do life with ya!

Our next 2 weeks will be filled with packing, packing and more packing. Work and then precious moments with friends we will miss.

I have to be honest in saying that while i was packing the other day i came across a note from a friend that made me cry. She is younger than i am, in high school in fact. But i realized that by moving away i would miss seeing her grow up through her High School days and graduate.

This last week and a half is going to be hard to get through. Knowing that it will be lasts all over the place. There will probably be tears, you know, since i cry now, and happy moments.

My goal is to not let my sadness get in the way and hurt the precious moments that are celebrating the years of friendships.

But the truth is….

Moving is hard.
Saying goodbye Sucks.

But i know Chad and i are taking a step of faith and growing together…and that excites me.

So excuse the absence the next few weeks. I will update as much as i can…without internet and on the road. ;)

But when i return and my life is a little more normal you will get to hear of the new adventures of Chad and Lynse. I cant wait!!

When we moved in it was a house….well, actually apartment, but regardless…it had white walls, plain everything…nothing on the walls, no decoration. But it was the first 2 years of our life together. and over those 2 years it became a home. the refuge. it became comfortable. the place we wanted to go at the end of a long and frustrating day.

but as we take things off the walls and the character of our home gets packed into cardboard boxes it becomes a house.

see, this is what i mean…

This was taken like 2 weeks ago…

and this was last night….

the process has begun…

how long did it take for your house to become a home?

I dont know that i have felt this full on the inside in a very long time. it is like a beautiful collision of the music in my ears, the smells and people around me but i am totally satisfied in life at this point in time.

I have a best friend that i get to live with and spend the rest of my life with. i have an incredible manager and fellow partners alongside me at Starbucks. I have a dog that loves me no matter if i had a good or bad day…he is happy to see me. my best friend and i are about to embark on the biggest journey of our lives together…and we are together.

It took a huge step to resign from my other job….one that was hard…but one that i dont think i will ever regret.

You may think i am “just serving coffee” or “working in food service” but for me it makes me happy. my legs on the other hand arent as “happy.”

i am satisfied and content. right now.

Are you? if not what would it take?

but with moving in a month and all it was time to get our stuff out.  in the process we found this…leading me to believe that there would be creepy and crawly four legged friends….

and then we found this….

and this….

confirming that our four legged rodent “friends” were keeping warm in our storage unit.

on another note…here is a quick like to a 2 second time lapse video of what was about 1.5 hours to load up our first load to our apartment.

at the end of the day our apartment has new items and looks like this.

Do you store in another storage unit other than your house?

The other day i was driving and started to cry because i knew that i wouldnt drive over “that spot” once we moved.  It was the spot that the night before our wedding and the day of crazy tornadoes and weather we decided to move the location of our wedding to the same place as our reception…earlier in the day we realized that we had our last Stevens family Christmas…where we will be at Chad’s parents house in Mobile…the last one with the whole family.

as the days grow closer to the time we pack up and leave Birmingham and follow our dreams (48 days) i have begun to see life in lasts.

but i cant help but think it may be a little too early….what do you think?