She's 20 minutes late. Maybe I am a paranoid person...
I was late to church today....whoops.
I got my calling.
I missed my stastaining.
(sorry I don't know how to spell it... I can't say it either.)
Kristen Welker however was kind enough to tell me i got a calling though after Sacrament meeting was done. I did already know becuase my father, the bishop of the 5th ward, had told me about it and told me to be on time to get stastained.
I went to sunday school with the missionaries. We learned about agency and the lords plan for us.
My mom found the GC Ensign for me, and I started reading it today.
The people who have stinky just called and are going to being her by soon--I have been touched by an angel.
I think I'm going to start painting while I am home and work on poetry and guitar and everything.
It's not seasonal depression, it's more like locational.
I miss Idaho, I miss having friends, I miss the spirit of ricks.
I hope I don't marry someone who needs to be away from home a lot, because I don't know how well I could handle that. I do know that if he does I'm going to need a lot of dogs.
It's mostly being home alone with nothing to do that drives me crazy. I've gotten a lot lot lot better at being alone, it's just having down time that I still can't seem to handle. I need rules and guidelines and due dates and projects.
I need to have something to do.