I know this sounds crazy, but I am actually looking forward to moving home! Who would have thought! Needn't you worry, I am still loving Rexburg and always will, but a change in scenery is welcome.
Upon my return to my home town I will do the following:
-Finish the Book of Mormon for the year (some of which will be read in French)
-Make enough money for the following year of school
-Do my visiting teaching!
-Go to the temple once a month
-Serve my very best in whatever calling I have
-Attend mission prep on Wednesday nights
-Attend Old Testament Institute Tuesday nights
-Attend FHE Monday nights!
-Redecorate my room with the sista's
-Exercise at least three times a week
-Make all my dresses modest by employing my sewing skills
-Read one large intense book (TBD, any suggestions?)
-Run a 5k and a 10k
-Follow a budget!
-Serve wherever I go!
-Photography (which should be easy because I'm officially a hired photographer...daunting? very)
I've noticed when I stay in one place for a long period of time I'm become kind of complacent...especially here where all the crap loads of pressure I used to have with school has dissipated and now all I have to do is go to work! I've spent a lot of time playing and not enough time reading, frankly. Though, I am reading What I Wish I Knew When I Was Single by John Bytheway (Its pretty interesting).
Alright, good day to you sir!
Sunday, August 21, 2011
In my life I have had numerous jobs. Mostly short term obscure jobs. Consequentially, I almost always have more then one job at a time, except for when I am in school (in which case I have one glorious library job). It has become somewhat of a joke among my friends how I always manage to have 4 or 5 jobs at a time. And whats funny is people see this and think "wow, what a hard position." The sad reality is those 5 jobs amount to about 30 hours a week. Soon the time will come to leave my simple full time job in Idaho and return to the complicated web of work I've never quite grown accustomed to in Las Vegas.
Yet, if there is any one truth I have grown to know in my years of college experience, is that everything always works out. Its just the process to get to that point that is a bit painful.
This last semesters finals were the hardest I've yet to encounter. Averaging 5 or 6 hours a sleep a night. Stress like I have never experienced. And the thought came to mind on more than one occasion "I have no idea how I am going to get this done, well time to sacrifice sleep" or "This is the most work I have ever had to do." After multiple mental breakdowns, poor grades (well B's), a new Dr. Pepper affinity, and too many days without a shower, I'm here to say I survived! And if I could survive that heck of a week, I'm sure I can survive a few crappy jobs!