Chubbs

On a lighter note ...

I think I need to lay off the sweets and snack foods ... and maybe Esther’s cooking.

Since taking my de-worming and parasite medications, I’ve gained 3 kilos (roughly 7 pounds). I’m still at a healthy weight, but Summer’s approaching … which means I should be heading to the pool and am possibly spending part of the Christmas holidays at the beach.

Not only that … I got used to my clothes fitting a certain way, and now that I’ve killed Humberto (my worm), they don’t anymore. So, I’m back to the old dilemma of whether or not I sacrifice my hair (which is sensitive to the chlorine in swimming pools) or embrace the slight chubbiness that has crept up on me in the last few weeks.

I was commenting on this at the Centre the other day, and mentioned that I should probably do something about it since it was making me uncomfortable in my skin. One of the people I work with mentioned that, since I wasn’t married and I was “picky”, I should probably take some action.

I know that this comment was meant to goad me, but it irritates me that people assume that the reason I’m still single is because I’m picky. I’d rather wait on God’s best and hang on to my preferences in men than be frustrated by the man I settled for … does that make me picky? I dunno … that’s just how I am. I’m not one to settle, no matter how long something takes. Once I make my mind up, I’m not likely to change it unless God changes it for me.

God’s challenged me to dream big in the area of marriage … I’ve seen some pretty great examples in my 31 years, and I’m not willing to settle for anything less. On top of this, I really believe that my marriage is to glorify God and minister to those who I am in relationship with. To me, you can’t just settle for any old bloke that crosses your path and winks at you.

On top of this, the men here are pretty interesting. I’ve mentioned it before … African men are not my idea of “Mr. Perfect for Me”. It only takes one or two perverted leers or “Sorry? I love you. You are beautiful and you have nice hair ... will you marry me?” comments to confirm that there’s not good chemistry there. So, I’m content to continue to wait on God. I think He’s big enough to surprise me, even on this crazy continent … even if I have put on a few kilos.