Yes, I've been neglecting my sweet, sweet blog. Sorry. :(
But I'm back. . . . for a bit anyway.
So, the updates.
New Job: Yes, I finally did it. I got away from boogie job. Sadly I left poor Jujube to deal with the monster monkeys on her own. (Sorry, Jujube.)
So far I'm liking the job. Nice people. Good work. It's kind of crazy there right now but I feel like my work matters and it's appreciated. And that helps.
Bus: I ride the bus now. Not all the time. I still wait for the day when I can go a whole week without using my gas to get to Salt Lake. (Oh, did I not say that my job is in Salt Lake?) Yes, I commute from Payson to downtown Salt Lake. Crazy? Yes.
Sadly, my bus dreams are not coming true. My girlie, need-a-date desire was that a cute guy would befriend me on the bus and one thing would lead to another. And the next thing I would know is the two of us walking hand in hand on cloud nine. Oh well. I'll just have to find some other way to meet cute, cloud-nine guy.
New ward/new calling: I was keeping this one a secret from a lot of people in my last job because I didn't need monkeys jumping all over me, tying to force me to become a monkey. But I joined the new Payson singles ward. Shocking, I know. But I guess it was about time. The only thing is that upon joining this brand-new ward, I was made RS Pres. Scary. But it has been good. I can definitely see the blessings. But that would be he reason I have not moved to SLC yet to be closer to my job.
Broken shoe: Today, i wore my really, really cute yellow almost-gladiator sandals. And ten minutes before leaving work, my shoe broke. Not a good thing 'cause I still had to walk to the tracks a couple blocks away and catch my bus. Luckily I found someone with super glue. Sadly, I don't know how much longer these shoes will last. And I really like these shoes. Oh well. I guess it just means I have a great excuse to go shopping.
This strawberry still has not found a good mango: And I'm not really working on it. Plus, I don't really know how to. How do I find my Maddog with little time, long commutes to SLC, and a really young singles ward? Let me know if you have any suggestions.
For now that's about it. I wish I had something really funny or embarrassing to share like the time I spilled Dr. Pepper all over the floor of that restaurant.
