Two Lifetimes
When we moved to Heber in 2000, I was 24 years old. For some reason that makes it weird that it is now the year 2024.
Time
I came across a pattern for stuffed fabric hearts and decided to make some. I have time for things like this now. I replaced the Santas in my wreathes with fabric hearts and hung some on the flocked tree.
Doodles
After my errands in Orem on the 4th, I texted Ava and Grayson to see if they wanted to meet up at Noodles and Co. for supper. They were happy to join me, though Gray wasn't impressed with the food, "They just have noodles here or what?"
Pretty much.
Bloomin'
On a Saturday after we woke up, Matt asked what I had on my agenda that day.
"Nothing."
"Wow. That means I get you all to myself?"
He said that he wanted to go to the Rec Center and walk, then go to the temple and Sam's Club, and maybe even hit a movie.
"Sure."
"You're game for all of it," said more like a statement.
"Yep!"
Later, when we were at the mall, we were sitting on a bench trying to pluck up the energy to go to Sam's Club. I said, "You know what sounds better? The Outback's bloomin' onion."
We ditched Sam's for the Outback. It was a good swap.
If it Ain't Broke
I went to an evening at the Library titled, "Learn to Share Your Stories." There were just a few of us in the class. There was some good information but mostly dusty padded binders with yellowing pages of unappetizing recipes. I was reassured that I have a good system going. WhereYa Been?
Winter wasn't in Utah when we left for Hawaii. Apparently, they didn't even get a white Christmas.
OH, but it came!
"I Am a Disciple of Jesus Christ"
Standards Night Babies.
Graham conducted and Callie put together a slide show of the previous year.
They both did a great job.
Soaps On
I say it every year, I love the slow pace of January. The sun was coming in and I was perfectly happy soaping my cupboards while listening to a Kate Morton book.
Decisions
I was just pulling into the WinCo parking lot when my phone rang. It was a dear friend who was offering me a full-time job. It came out of nowhere. I explained my situation and that I had a job, and now that I was done with school, I would probably start working more than 6-8 hours a week. Or would I? This would be good money. But since when have I cared about the money? The persistence on the other end caused me to say that I needed to think it over. Was this opportunity a gift falling in my lap?
As I filled my bulk bags in the store, my head was spinning, but more so, my stomach was. It just didn't feel right. The job wasn't really in my field, though they would pay for licensing. Even part-time seemed like too much. I wanted to see where my path at WBH would take me. But what if things didn't pan out there and I had thrown away another opportunity?
On the drive home, I continued to fret. By the time I got home, I wasn't feeling well. Matt was out of town. I watched a movie in my room. I was feeling worse as the night went on. The next morning, I texted Graham and Callie telling them that I didn't want to get them sick and to have a good day at school.
When Matt came home, he already knew about the job offer and was pretty sure I wouldn't take it. I said, "It seems the thought of it is driving me to my sick bed." He agreed that it didn't seem like a good fit for me. Even still, my sickness lingered through the weekend. It was Stake Conference so he was gone all of Saturday. He came exhausted. They kept him way too long. One of the meetings had been for Bishop's and their wives. I was the only wife not there. He described the meeting and I was glad that I hadn't been! I had enjoyed a nice day relaxing, now that I had come to a decision.
On Monday, I made the call that I would not be taking the job. Our friend was gracious and agreed that there was a lot of pressure put on me to work more hours than I was ready for because the company really does need someone full-time.
I learned to trust my gut. If it doesn't bring me peace and joy, why bother with it? Sure enough, I was soon up to 15 hours a week at WBH, which is just right for me. I enjoy the various assignments I am given. Sometimes, when I am driving home from the office or an event, I think to myself, "Could this job be more tailor-made for me?"