As I was sitting on my bed, eating some fat free tapioca pudding (it has replaced the chocolate chip cookies in my life) I remembered that I have a blog. So here we are.
I leave to Utah in 9 days... I have honestly have had a countdown from 40. (It was the first mentally comrehendable number) And let me tell you, I could not be more excited. I have absolutely loved my time in Virginia. I have just decided that being a live in nanny is NOT a good future career for me. I feel like a got a small taste of how the real world lives, while out here this summer. I was away from family, away from the mormon bubbles (Idaho and Utah) and introduced to how the average human of this race lives. I also have come to an appreciation for missionary work, enjoying the little things and surrounding myself with family and good friends. My little sister gets married super soon, that's been the hardest part for me. Not being able to be there for all the little things. Bridal showers, picking out lingrie (em) and eating future being married ice cream. That girl, along with my older sister, are my best friends. HERE I COME SISTERS!!
Single people out here are successful. My singles ward has all sorts of professionals doing really professional things. It has been an honor for me to rub shoulders with some pretty cool accountants, political people and chefs. I love the east coast fashion, good thing everyone in Utah might judge me when I come home and wear my navy blue elephant blouse with gold buttons.
I have learned that little kids understand more than I ever thought they did. That dinner for four adults is really not that hard to cook and that this church is true. I have never interacted with missionaries before, really. Working as a member missionary myself. It's just never been needed before. I was always intimidated by them. But as my age is ever increasing, I find myself older and less intimidated by them and more grateful for their service. Two years is along time. The missionaries in the Langley ward are great and I have really enjoyed being able to go to baptisms of people my age and watch their faith grow after they are batpized.
I am excited, and nervous, to come home. I have just told myself, for so long that this whole nannying all day is life. Now, that it's not anymore... here I come real world. Hopefully some dating, some good guitar playing and peace comes from returning home. It will. But... I feel like I am going to miss those boys. Three little boys that never ceased to make me smile. I am grateful for them.
Also, on my list of grattitudes is a girl named Megan. My so called "roomate" the past 4 months. I have never met a more patient, funny, great girl... ever. I will miss her. And she still ceases to judge me, or that she has told me. But she has big things waiting her... GO MEGAN!
I will come back her some day. I will have my own kids some day... but not right now. My east coast/children cup is full for a good while.
Happy August! Next time I post, my life will most likely be quite different. Can't wait!
Pics from my adventure to the Library of Congress and the National Capitol.
