Thursday, January 24, 2013

Plans Change

How I expected my day to go:
8:00am- Wake up
8:30- Go running/ walking
9:00- Shower and get ready for work
9:45- Leave for work
10:00-Work
6:30pm- Get off work
9:00- Dinner with Tiffany
11:00- Doctor Who and other funny shows with Tiffany
1:00am- Bed

How my day actually went: 

8:00am- Wake up, hit snooze
8:30- Hit snooze again
9:00- Hit snooze again
9:30- Get up and dress super fast
9:45- Leave for work
9:46- Slip on ice at bottom of stairs, smash tailbone
9:48- Hobble/crawl/ sob uncontrollably up stairs
9:55- Finally get to apartment (on third floor) and crawl into bed
10:00- Call out from Work
10:30- Fall asleep with bum in air
1:00pm- wake up, expect call from Kyle
1:15- Talk to Kyle for an hour
3:30 Hobble to post office
4:00 Hobble back to apartment
5:00 Make Kool Aid, return to bed, and start blogging... can now sit on bum

Yep, today was nothing like I expected. But some good things did come out of it. I was finally able to mail off the Lund Boy's Christmas gifts, and I didn't have to spend all day working my butt off at Ross (no pun intended.... or was it?) Sometimes you just have to go with the flow and hope to find a good documentary on Hulu....

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Hannah and Miriam....

Today I was able to go to lunch with two amazing people, Hannah and Miriam. Over delicious sandwiches and the constant chatter of people around us, we were able to discuss me going on a mission. The fears, the hopes, where I'd like to serve and where I think I'll serve (two very different places, might I add), embarrassing missionary moments, and all the many joys that come from serving the Lord.
There is nothing like preparing to serve a mission. It's so different than planning a wedding, moving out for the first time or having your first child. Not that I know what two of those three things are like, but I would assume not. When I moved from California to Orem, all I could think about was getting to Utah. Nothing else mattered really. I had my housing ready, and my classes for summer semester, but that was it. No job, no idea how I was going to get from place to place, no friends and nothing could have prepared me for the amount of crazy people to make their way through my apartment. Miriam told me today she was so proud of how I did this all on my own, but to be honest, I kind of just stumbled around until things made sense. I don't want that to be how I prepare for my mission. I want everything to line up perfectly and my medical appointments to be a breeze. I want someone to buy my housing contract so I can move and finish my papers. I want to have the desire to wake up early to study my scriptures. I want to be ready for any possible situation I will face.... Now, that just wouldn't be life now would it?
As much as I want things to go smoothly and everything to work out right away, I could be missing out on so many opportunities for me to learn and grow. Take last night for example, when I went to Walmart after work and walked all the way home just to find that the box of wart remover I had bought was empty. I was so tired as I pushed my cart through the store that I just grabbed the box and through it in the cart without looking at it carefully. Now I have to get all bundled up, and brave the cold Utah winter during the 15 minute walk back to Walmart where I will try to explain to their customer service that I bought and empty box on accident and was not trying to steal from them. Now I know I'll be more vigilant when it comes to shopping. It might seem small now (and slightly embarrassing. Seriously, who steals wart remover???), but down the road when I'm ready to buy a car or a house, I'll make sure that everything is right and where it should be so I don't have to worry about the huge pain it will be to fix it.
As our lunch went on, the conversation moved from missionary stuff to parenting stuff, which honestly I think is fun to listen to. It's like a preview to what I will be getting myself into in a few years. I make mental notes and tuck them away until the day when my poor screaming baby has an ear infection. Then I will remember, oh yeah, Miriam said once that garlic and olive oil gets rid of ear infections.... Ta dah! No more screaming baby! Or if my some freaky chance I have twins (and I cringe a little at the thought of it), I will have Hannah and all her words of wisdom about how to not go crazy.... for the most part. Honestly, if I manage in my life to do half of what those two amazing women have done in theirs, I will be one very happy and content mother.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Okay everyone. This is it. My new blog. Lets see if I can manage to keep this one updated better than the last one I had. I decided to make a new blog for a couple of reasons.
1. I forgot the password to my old one.
2. I'm starting a new chapter in my life: I'M PREPARING FOR A MISSION!!!!
3. I need to turn my focus back towards important things. Like the Temple and becoming as Christ-like as I can. Which is a lot easier said than done.

I am not married. I'm not in a serious relationship with anyone. I'm not in school. I work at a dead end job. I don't have a car. I can barely manage my finances. And I'm broke most of the time. I feel as if my life in Utah  at this point has stopped. It's true, I have learned so much living here and met so many wonderful people, but it's time for a change. Not much makes sense to me here, and as Elder Childers wisely once said, "If you're having a stupor of thought about what you're doing, you probably shouldn't be doing it." I will come back to Utah. That is for sure. But first I feel that Heavenly Father has another plan for me, and that is to board an Amtrak train in Salt Lake with my 2 suitcases, backpacking pack, 2 duffles and a carry on, and make the long, uncomfortable ride all the way to Sacramento, to go home. Just for a bit! I'll finish my mission papers, and go where the Lord needs me to go. I'm nervous and really, really scared, but it will all work out. Heavenly Father's plans always do, even if we can't see it just yet.