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My name is Chad Davis. I am the creation of my Lord and Savior, I am the son of Marilyn Davis and the late Carl Davis, I am the brother of Gregory Carl Davis, I am a husband to the amazing Tara Davis, and I am a friend to many; all of which put up with me and keep me in-line. I am grateful and blessed to have such an amazing cast of characters in my life. Without them, I would have nothing to write about.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Well, It's Arkansas

Well, it's Arkansas. That's my usual response when someone asks me how things are going. It's the truth though. It's everything you would ever imagine Arkansas being. Not much to do other than work, the scenery is absolutely breath-taking, and there aren't a lot of people. I've been here since last Monday, and I have been working nonstop.

If I'm not actually working for my job, I'm working on the apartment. Although, I'm at a stand still with the apartment right now because I am waiting on my couch and chair to come in. This also limits me from putting decorations on the walls because I need the couches in place before I start hanging stuff. I have entirely too much space, but I love it because it lets me get super creative with my OCD.

The community around the apartment is nice. I live about 2 miles from a Wal-Mart (just found this little gem the other day), I live on a golf course, and I'm surrounded by nice people. I just met the man that lives in the apartment below me today; his name is Bob. Bob and his wife (both around 70) sold 95% of their worldly possessions and moved out here so that Bob could retire and play golf everyday. Awesome!

I haven't really gotten a chance to get too lonely yet. I went to Dallas last weekend. I'm going to Dallas this weekend. And it sounds like I'm going to have to go to Dallas next weekend. It seems like it's going to be a while before I can report back what Conway is like on a weekend. I still haven't had a chance to make any friends because of this same fact. However, I see all of my Dallas friends quite frequently, and Dave is actually asleep in my bed right now (he was passing through from Nashville so he decided to hang out for a while).

Anyways, don't worry about me in Arkansas. I'm pretty sure I'll be alright...

(The view from my balcony)

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

What A Wonderful Life

During these last few days of my Oklahoman citizenship, I am becoming more and more reminiscent of my time here. I moved to Oklahoma City on May 9, 2007 (2 days after graduating from Texas Tech). I worked for the Hershey Company until April 2008, bartended full time at the Deep Deuce for 6 months, and all the while, I was helping run a college ministry. Then, I hired on with National Oilwell Varco in October 2008.

When I moved to Oklahoma, my first goal was to make a few friends because I didn't know anyone that lived in OKC. My plan was to join a church and get involved with their college group so that I could meet some people that were my own age. The church (if you haven't heard the story, read up; it's quite comical) ended up having more of an impact on my time in Oklahoma (on my entire life, for that matter) than I had ever imagined.

I ended up making a lot of good friendships in OKC. Some of the relationships that I've formed aren't just the acquaintances that you make and then forget about. I will always have someone to visit and a place to stay anytime I am in the area. I never met Pocahontas like I had originally intended, but I did meet a few girls that have, and are continuing to, impact my life.

I have no clue what lies ahead in Arkansas, but I'm not worried. Even though I'm 3 years older than when I first moved to Oklahoma, my plan of attack will be the same. I plan on finding a church and getting involved with their college ministry. I like to think that 24 isn't far off from the college life (lucky me, I still look like I'm 13). I plan on concentrating on my job most of all. Hopefully, I can succeed well enough in this position and another door that leads somewhere else will open up soon(somewhere in Europe, Africa, or Asia would be nice!).

Either way, God will take care of me; He always does.