A couple of weeks ago (or something. life is rough right now) I wrote a post about being a single associate attorney – and how all I want is a little help. Help taking out the trash, washing the dishes, going to the grocery store, doing the laundry… I don’t need the lottery, I need to not have to worry about feeding myself then cleaning up after myself when all I want is to put on my sweats and close my eyes.
Well God was listening (reading?).
Last week my cousin and her boyfriend came to stay with me. They just moved here on a super awesome adventure after graduating college. They were looking for a place to live, but based on my experiences last year I knew that the PNW is not an area where you can find an apartment online and sign a lease over a fax machine. You need to BE there, SEE the apartment, LOOK out the windows and DRIVE around the neighborhood. This whole area is so pretty it can cover up some really shady details that you’d miss via the internet.
When they didn’t find a place during their visit this summer I told them they could stay with me for a little while. It has been an incredible blessing getting to know them better. Somehow, even though we grew up like an hour away from each other, my cousin and I didn’t spend any time together as kids. The first time we met was this summer!
Back then, I offered to take them to dinner and the airport. Except I underestimated everything about that day and we ended up eating at Jack in the Box – which surprisingly had incredible customer service. I should really write them an email about how great that woman was. Anyway…
The foundation of my invitation was this: When I needed a place to stay in Small Town, my dear friend Brandi let me stay with her for free for a month. When I got this job in Washington, my old-and-now-new boss and his wife let me stay in their basement for pennies on the dollar. In 2012 people’s generosity had an incredible impact on my life and I cannot even explain the different blessings, not just financial, that generosity bestowed upon me. Clearly, I needed to pass it on.
But here’s the thing, folks. This “blessing” I’m honored to give them to stay with me for free, is blessing me.
It has been a true joy to have them around. It’s actually NICE to come home and see stuff has been moved around because it makes my house feel so much less alone. And get this, they wash their dishes, which sometimes includes my coffee cup from the morning. THEN, last night I got home from work at 9:30 with a chore list… but I couldn’t do them. Because my cousin’s boyfriend had taken down and sorted the recycling! There were no chores! The chores were done!
My week is insane. The only reason I even have time for this post is because I’m too brain fried to handle legal thought right now. I have a huge hearing tomorrow and a two day continuing legal education class Thursday and Friday that goes from 6:30/7 – 5. I am tired. I am worn out. But I am also refreshed. I am inspired by their sense of adventure and I am blessed by their thoughtfulness.
I had to share a vintage sized bathroom this morning while we all got ready at the same time… and you know what? It was totally worth it. Because God answered that prayer in a way I never expected – and with a huge message stamped on front: Being single isn’t the end of the world, because a help-mate could never replace the awesomeness of my cousin. I don’t need a husband, I already have a big God who follows through on his promises to never leave me or forsake me.