Okay, so I took off the man-bashing/martyr blog I posted a few days ago.
I often times forget that I can be a very intense person and at times overbearing. I cannot blame anyone, let alone an entire gender, for my current marital status. So as cathartic as it was it did not accurately reflect my true feelings or views on the matter, hence it got the boot.
Today I had my first faculty meeting with the other 112 studio instructors. It's going to be a fun semester because the project is, get this...a flying machine! Totally stoked. It looks like I'll be brushing up on my physics and Bernulli's Principle this weekend.
And in other news I officially declined the offer at the other architecture firm. I am grateful to have had the choice. Now I am looking forward to a relatively relaxing work environment where I can take my future dog and where my schedule is flexible enough that I can teach. That reminds me I need to start looking at adoption/rescue websites. Sometimes I think I should get a pitbull mix just to spite my parents because they're breedists when it comes to pitbulls. (Yes I make up words often, not always intentionally.) I loved the TLC show Pitbulls and Parolees. But ultimately it just depends on the dog and their personality, but I grew up with boxers so I love the short-haired large stalky breeds. TBD.
I have not gone to bed before 1:00 am this entire week...it's looking up to be a redbull kind of day tomorrow.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Sunday, January 4, 2015
You Can Call Me Professor Cook Again
As you may have previously read that lately my life has not exactly been going in a clear direction and that has been extremely frustrating. But I swear as one door closes or more like as multiple doors are closed, dead bolted, and barricaded with a thousand sharpened broom handles and a dozen angry blood thirsty zombie midgets guarding them, I begin to question why I'm even in the freaking room to begin with. Then I am suddenly shown that there is an open door hiding behind a grand piano in the corner.
Liken this to my life, many things have occurred lately that have been making me question why I am supposed to be back in St. Louis right now. One of the biggest let downs was that I was not signed up to teach next semester. I felt that I did a great job teaching and that my students work was a lot more sophisticated and advanced than other sections. I loved to teach and I got some truly amazing feedback from my students, it was all anonymous because I wanted them to be as honest and critical as they wanted to be. One said that "I was the best that the program had to offer" and another said that I was their best professor so far and that they were sad I wasn't going to be teaching them next semester. But what made me really happy is that all of them said that they had a good experience in studio, that I was able to inspire them, and that they felt they were prepared to move to the next semester. The worst comments I got were that they wished that I would have given her more smiles because when I didn't smile it made her nervous and another said that she wished I would have emailed them earlier in the weekend.
So to say that I was disappointed not to be teaching next semester would be an understatement.
Well, I found out last night when I accidentally opened up the email account I have been avoiding checking all week that I am signed up to teach 112!!! Another core design studio for undergrads! I believe that the guy in charge of the program forgot to email me or emailed my non working wustl account. Typical SH.
I happy cried on my way home from dinner with friends. I probably should have pulled over.
So I am subtly reminded that the Lord has my back, knows what's best for me, and that I just need to keep swimming.
Liken this to my life, many things have occurred lately that have been making me question why I am supposed to be back in St. Louis right now. One of the biggest let downs was that I was not signed up to teach next semester. I felt that I did a great job teaching and that my students work was a lot more sophisticated and advanced than other sections. I loved to teach and I got some truly amazing feedback from my students, it was all anonymous because I wanted them to be as honest and critical as they wanted to be. One said that "I was the best that the program had to offer" and another said that I was their best professor so far and that they were sad I wasn't going to be teaching them next semester. But what made me really happy is that all of them said that they had a good experience in studio, that I was able to inspire them, and that they felt they were prepared to move to the next semester. The worst comments I got were that they wished that I would have given her more smiles because when I didn't smile it made her nervous and another said that she wished I would have emailed them earlier in the weekend.
So to say that I was disappointed not to be teaching next semester would be an understatement.
Well, I found out last night when I accidentally opened up the email account I have been avoiding checking all week that I am signed up to teach 112!!! Another core design studio for undergrads! I believe that the guy in charge of the program forgot to email me or emailed my non working wustl account. Typical SH.
I happy cried on my way home from dinner with friends. I probably should have pulled over.
So I am subtly reminded that the Lord has my back, knows what's best for me, and that I just need to keep swimming.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
Pooped
My life is up in the air...as usual.
I've realized over the last month that I have over extended myself emotionally and mentally which has been very exhausting. I think the lesson I was supposed to learn is that I cannot do everything. I have also been putting too much of myself into one sided relationships which is emotionally draining and has contributed to my burnout. My father always told me that every relationship, romantic or platonic, has an emotional piggy bank. For there to be a healthy balance each person needs to contribute 50%, but of course there are going to be times when one person gives more when the other can't. So there are a few things that I need to work on to protect myself.
Last month I started a position in a firm at a lower than I would have hoped hourly wage for a 90 day trial period. After that full benefits and a salary negotiation. Positive aspects are that the office is low key, the hours are flexible, there is an office dog!, and I will be able to bring my future dog with me to work (which is my dream!). Negatives are that it's not going to pay me anywhere close to what I am worth and the people are not exactly the most warm people in the world. But I don't have to have a lot of money just as long as I am able to pay my bills and have the flexibility in schedule so that I am able to adapt to my future circumstances whatever they might be.
I was offered a position in another firm a couple days ago but it was for $15,500 less than I was making in NY. Yes, I understand that this is not the same market. But really? $15.5k less and offering me the title of "Intern Architect" is borderline insulting. As much as I like the principal of the firm and the other people that work there, I will not be taking that position.
I'm tired. It's nearly 2:30 am, New Years Day.
Night.
I've realized over the last month that I have over extended myself emotionally and mentally which has been very exhausting. I think the lesson I was supposed to learn is that I cannot do everything. I have also been putting too much of myself into one sided relationships which is emotionally draining and has contributed to my burnout. My father always told me that every relationship, romantic or platonic, has an emotional piggy bank. For there to be a healthy balance each person needs to contribute 50%, but of course there are going to be times when one person gives more when the other can't. So there are a few things that I need to work on to protect myself.
Last month I started a position in a firm at a lower than I would have hoped hourly wage for a 90 day trial period. After that full benefits and a salary negotiation. Positive aspects are that the office is low key, the hours are flexible, there is an office dog!, and I will be able to bring my future dog with me to work (which is my dream!). Negatives are that it's not going to pay me anywhere close to what I am worth and the people are not exactly the most warm people in the world. But I don't have to have a lot of money just as long as I am able to pay my bills and have the flexibility in schedule so that I am able to adapt to my future circumstances whatever they might be.
I was offered a position in another firm a couple days ago but it was for $15,500 less than I was making in NY. Yes, I understand that this is not the same market. But really? $15.5k less and offering me the title of "Intern Architect" is borderline insulting. As much as I like the principal of the firm and the other people that work there, I will not be taking that position.
I'm tired. It's nearly 2:30 am, New Years Day.
Night.
Monday, November 10, 2014
2014ish Overview
So the other night I was reading some of my old posts and reminiscing of the days of yesteryear and I noticed a common thread; I often times say I'm going to do something and then I don't actually follow through. For example I have the intention of "I'll post pictures later" or "that's a story for another time" and then my next blog post is 6 months later about something else entirely. It's not that I don't want to write more, it's almost as though I have filled my blogging bar (a la Sims) and since I am no longer in need I naturally move towards things I deem more important, like watching an episode of the Office, looking up recipes online, or even painting my nails.
I think I'll stop making stupid promises on this blog that way I won't disappoint myself in the future.
Since I have been absent from the blogging world for a long time I will give a brief update:
- I quit my job in NY. I had some really great experiences and some really really crappy ones. I never experienced gender discrimination until I worked at GF. I had never seen such disgusting disregard for ethics and morality and I didn't want to conduct my life in such a way that was required for me to stay ahead in the game there. I also had a fairly traumatic departure my last day that really messed me up for awhile. It took me a good 5-6 months to be able to think about the incident without breaking down. But I am so grateful for my family and the unconditional support they give me that have allowed me to heal and to ultimately forgive.
- I spent a good amount of time in SLC with my parents, Dina, Bowser, and Boston. It was quite a bit longer than I initially planned for, but I am grateful for the time nonetheless. My dad's health has been up and down so I felt it was important for me to be there while I had an opportunity. I did a lot of yard work to stay busy. Cleaned. Cooked. Babysat the dogs for most of the time. Oh I nursed Bowser's ulcered eye back to health by giving him 3 different eye drops 8x a day for 3 weeks. Seriously.
- While I was in SLC I designed and built a fence for Dina's first house. It is a legit fence. A 200 linear foot cedar tongue and groove 6' privacy fence. I didn't quite anticipate the amount of work that it would take to remove the old fence and posts and build an entirely new much larger one. I literally worked for 3 1/2 weeks every single day doing hardcore physical labor. I had a few breakdowns. My dad fell and broke his ribs and then was in the hospital for 3 days. Erika only chipped one tooth while she was jack-hammering the concrete car pad. The budget was blown by 1/3. Dina only made me cry 3 times. I did learn how to drive and maneuver a 16' flatbed trailer, we got some great looks and laughs from people seeing three women driving around town. But overall I was and am very happy that I was in a position to help her create a safe haven for her and her boys. Bowser loves his yard and is still the most wonderful dog in the world. Boston is just an idiot that I'm not convinced has enough brain cells to process anything besides being hungry.
- I eventually flew back to NY and got my car from my Aunt's place in East Hampton/The Springs and spent a little bit of time with her and my Uncle Harvey, who came into town just for fun now that he's retired and has nothing to do. I also spent a few days with HAMOC. It was really hard for me to say goodbye to them. I made my way south and stayed with Briana and Chris for a couple weeks. I helped them work on Chris' house by painting and later by sorting and pricing stuff for their upcoming yard sale. They are two of the funniest/dorkiest peas in a pod. I am grateful to them for their support in this seemingly crazy life transition.
- I moved back to St. Louis. No matter how many other cities or places I went to research and even interview at my heart always turned me back to St. Louis. I feel very strongly that I need to be here at this time, for reasons that are not quite crystal clear, but I kind of have an inkling as to why...
- My housing situation fell through when I first got here, but I was able to stay with my wonderful friends the Walker's for a while. They are the epitome of kindness, love, and generosity. I seriously am indebted to them forever. I ended up getting an opportunity to move into an apartment that I was able to tailor to my liking. I did a crap load of work (cleaning, repairing, painting, etc.) and it has turned out great, minus a few things. I actually feel like I am nesting here, which is a feeling that I have never really had at another apartment. So I am totally stoked to be retrieving my furniture and clothes (!!!!) from NY later this week and continue to nest away!
- I was given the opportunity to teach two classes at WashU this fall, which has been just enough income to get me through the end of the year. (I have been loving teaching!) Because I was in SLC for so long I had missed out on the springtime hiring and have been struggling with finding a job in a firm. But all of a sudden within the last month I have had 5 real interviews. I am praying that one of the three firms I would like to work in actually offers me something in the week. There is one firm in particular that I would love to work at because the environment is completely what I want and more...it was kind of one of those interviews that seems too good to be true. So I'm just keeping my fingers crossed.
- I was called to be the Young Women's President of my ward. My immediate reaction after I was first asked was a high pitched "Are you serious?" I then proceeded to laugh. Yeah, I attended maybe 1 year of YW combined when I was a youth and I had no idea what in the world is even involved! I hated all of the personal progress stuff and thought that the needle point/stitching on pillows and painting of ugly wood themed decorations during the holidays was sooooo lame. After accepting the calling and later laughing until I was sick with Briana on the phone, she give me a lot of advice and tips because she was in a very similar boat about a year ago. I think Heavenly Father is punishing us for not attending YW when we were young, that was a joke by the way. But in our ward the calling is much more of a stewardship/outreach calling. We have two girls and neither of them show up to church ever. It will take time but I am determined to get to know them whether it kills them or not!
- Lately I have been doing a lot of outreach to another girl that used to be in our ward. She is an absolute sweetheart and has been given a really crappy hand in life. So I'm just being her friend and doing what I can to support her. I have also been helping out another family in our ward. They are good people who are just having a little bit of a rough time. I have always striven to find ways to help others so with the extra time I have on my hands right now I am very happy to help wherever I can.
- The guy situation...well...I'll (try) to get back to you on that one.
- I've also made some great friends here as well as reconnected with some old ones. It's kind of strange being in this "mid-singles" group, I just never thought I would 32 and not be married. Oh well, like my dad says "There are worse things in life, like being kicked in the face with a golf shoe."
That's pretty much it for now.
I think I'll stop making stupid promises on this blog that way I won't disappoint myself in the future.
Since I have been absent from the blogging world for a long time I will give a brief update:
- I quit my job in NY. I had some really great experiences and some really really crappy ones. I never experienced gender discrimination until I worked at GF. I had never seen such disgusting disregard for ethics and morality and I didn't want to conduct my life in such a way that was required for me to stay ahead in the game there. I also had a fairly traumatic departure my last day that really messed me up for awhile. It took me a good 5-6 months to be able to think about the incident without breaking down. But I am so grateful for my family and the unconditional support they give me that have allowed me to heal and to ultimately forgive.
- I spent a good amount of time in SLC with my parents, Dina, Bowser, and Boston. It was quite a bit longer than I initially planned for, but I am grateful for the time nonetheless. My dad's health has been up and down so I felt it was important for me to be there while I had an opportunity. I did a lot of yard work to stay busy. Cleaned. Cooked. Babysat the dogs for most of the time. Oh I nursed Bowser's ulcered eye back to health by giving him 3 different eye drops 8x a day for 3 weeks. Seriously.
- While I was in SLC I designed and built a fence for Dina's first house. It is a legit fence. A 200 linear foot cedar tongue and groove 6' privacy fence. I didn't quite anticipate the amount of work that it would take to remove the old fence and posts and build an entirely new much larger one. I literally worked for 3 1/2 weeks every single day doing hardcore physical labor. I had a few breakdowns. My dad fell and broke his ribs and then was in the hospital for 3 days. Erika only chipped one tooth while she was jack-hammering the concrete car pad. The budget was blown by 1/3. Dina only made me cry 3 times. I did learn how to drive and maneuver a 16' flatbed trailer, we got some great looks and laughs from people seeing three women driving around town. But overall I was and am very happy that I was in a position to help her create a safe haven for her and her boys. Bowser loves his yard and is still the most wonderful dog in the world. Boston is just an idiot that I'm not convinced has enough brain cells to process anything besides being hungry.
- I eventually flew back to NY and got my car from my Aunt's place in East Hampton/The Springs and spent a little bit of time with her and my Uncle Harvey, who came into town just for fun now that he's retired and has nothing to do. I also spent a few days with HAMOC. It was really hard for me to say goodbye to them. I made my way south and stayed with Briana and Chris for a couple weeks. I helped them work on Chris' house by painting and later by sorting and pricing stuff for their upcoming yard sale. They are two of the funniest/dorkiest peas in a pod. I am grateful to them for their support in this seemingly crazy life transition.
- I moved back to St. Louis. No matter how many other cities or places I went to research and even interview at my heart always turned me back to St. Louis. I feel very strongly that I need to be here at this time, for reasons that are not quite crystal clear, but I kind of have an inkling as to why...
- My housing situation fell through when I first got here, but I was able to stay with my wonderful friends the Walker's for a while. They are the epitome of kindness, love, and generosity. I seriously am indebted to them forever. I ended up getting an opportunity to move into an apartment that I was able to tailor to my liking. I did a crap load of work (cleaning, repairing, painting, etc.) and it has turned out great, minus a few things. I actually feel like I am nesting here, which is a feeling that I have never really had at another apartment. So I am totally stoked to be retrieving my furniture and clothes (!!!!) from NY later this week and continue to nest away!
- I was given the opportunity to teach two classes at WashU this fall, which has been just enough income to get me through the end of the year. (I have been loving teaching!) Because I was in SLC for so long I had missed out on the springtime hiring and have been struggling with finding a job in a firm. But all of a sudden within the last month I have had 5 real interviews. I am praying that one of the three firms I would like to work in actually offers me something in the week. There is one firm in particular that I would love to work at because the environment is completely what I want and more...it was kind of one of those interviews that seems too good to be true. So I'm just keeping my fingers crossed.
- I was called to be the Young Women's President of my ward. My immediate reaction after I was first asked was a high pitched "Are you serious?" I then proceeded to laugh. Yeah, I attended maybe 1 year of YW combined when I was a youth and I had no idea what in the world is even involved! I hated all of the personal progress stuff and thought that the needle point/stitching on pillows and painting of ugly wood themed decorations during the holidays was sooooo lame. After accepting the calling and later laughing until I was sick with Briana on the phone, she give me a lot of advice and tips because she was in a very similar boat about a year ago. I think Heavenly Father is punishing us for not attending YW when we were young, that was a joke by the way. But in our ward the calling is much more of a stewardship/outreach calling. We have two girls and neither of them show up to church ever. It will take time but I am determined to get to know them whether it kills them or not!
- Lately I have been doing a lot of outreach to another girl that used to be in our ward. She is an absolute sweetheart and has been given a really crappy hand in life. So I'm just being her friend and doing what I can to support her. I have also been helping out another family in our ward. They are good people who are just having a little bit of a rough time. I have always striven to find ways to help others so with the extra time I have on my hands right now I am very happy to help wherever I can.
- The guy situation...well...I'll (try) to get back to you on that one.
- I've also made some great friends here as well as reconnected with some old ones. It's kind of strange being in this "mid-singles" group, I just never thought I would 32 and not be married. Oh well, like my dad says "There are worse things in life, like being kicked in the face with a golf shoe."
That's pretty much it for now.
Monday, December 9, 2013
Cassie and James' Big Adventure
So this last weekend James and I went on an awesome adventure.
First we went to Sleepy Hollow and checked out the cemetery. It's a very nice place with beautiful mausoleums, headstones, and statues.
Next we went to check out Frank Lloyd Wright's Usonian neighborhood outside of Pleasantville, not the one from the movie, this one was in full color. Very very cool.
We stopped somewhere in West Chester and bought some film for my camera and walked into a little french bakery. James bought water.
Then we headed up to Poughkepsie to check out the abandoned Hudson River State Hospital. It was an old psychiatric campus that opened in 1873 and closed in 2003. It was amazing! It was like entering into a post-apocalyptic world where zombies are lurking in the shadows waiting to attack.
We then ate endless steak fries at Red Robin and charged our cell phones that were dead.
Then to round off the adventure we stopped in a little artist town called Beacon, checked out a cool plastic store and then a gallery opening where I bought a beautiful used Taschen book on Leonardo Da Vinci's work for $10.
It was pretty much a totally awesome adventure.
I will post pictures later, when I get them developed and/or downloaded.
First we went to Sleepy Hollow and checked out the cemetery. It's a very nice place with beautiful mausoleums, headstones, and statues.
Next we went to check out Frank Lloyd Wright's Usonian neighborhood outside of Pleasantville, not the one from the movie, this one was in full color. Very very cool.
We stopped somewhere in West Chester and bought some film for my camera and walked into a little french bakery. James bought water.
Then we headed up to Poughkepsie to check out the abandoned Hudson River State Hospital. It was an old psychiatric campus that opened in 1873 and closed in 2003. It was amazing! It was like entering into a post-apocalyptic world where zombies are lurking in the shadows waiting to attack.
We then ate endless steak fries at Red Robin and charged our cell phones that were dead.
Then to round off the adventure we stopped in a little artist town called Beacon, checked out a cool plastic store and then a gallery opening where I bought a beautiful used Taschen book on Leonardo Da Vinci's work for $10.
It was pretty much a totally awesome adventure.
I will post pictures later, when I get them developed and/or downloaded.
Thursday, December 5, 2013
My Architectural Credo
I believe that good design should inspire, comfort, and enlighten people's lives.
I believe that architecture should respond to context and live harmoniously within the existing fabric whether it be urban or natural.
I believe that as stewards on this earth we have a responsibility to be sensitive to the natural environment and leave it a better place for future generations.
I have come to realize that it is time for me to move on to my next adventure.
I have these altruistic ideas that I want to use my talents and architectural/design skills to help others and to make the world a better place. And as silly and as futile as some people think it is, that is what makes me happy and that is the direction I want my life to go in. I'm not saying that I want to go build shelters in Kenya but I believe that I have a responsibility to help and inspire others.
I would love to work on civic projects like libraries or museums...but I also really enjoy residential work.
I believe that architecture should respond to context and live harmoniously within the existing fabric whether it be urban or natural.
I believe that as stewards on this earth we have a responsibility to be sensitive to the natural environment and leave it a better place for future generations.
I have come to realize that it is time for me to move on to my next adventure.
I have these altruistic ideas that I want to use my talents and architectural/design skills to help others and to make the world a better place. And as silly and as futile as some people think it is, that is what makes me happy and that is the direction I want my life to go in. I'm not saying that I want to go build shelters in Kenya but I believe that I have a responsibility to help and inspire others.
I would love to work on civic projects like libraries or museums...but I also really enjoy residential work.
Monday, November 18, 2013
Whoa Update
Well its been a while.
I have wanted to write so many times but have had so much to say and write about I haven't known where to start.
I think I'm going to just write little bits more often...well more than once a year that is. (I believe I've said that before and have not followed through.)
So I think for now just the basics:
-I'm still in NY. I haven't had a raise since I've been here. My two year work anniversary is next week. My rent is going up $250/mo...so it's not even an option for me to stay unless they are willing to negotiate big time. If I don't get a significant one next week I'm leaving as soon as I can find another job and that will most likely be in another city. 2 1/2 years here, I'm done.
-I still love my nieces and nephew so much. I have absolutely loved the time I've been able to spend with them. Milo is beautiful inside and out and is the sweetest thing in the world. Otto cut his hair short and finally has a slackline, both life changing he says. Clio is freaking adorable and is so smart and spunky, the outfits she picks out to wear are reminiscent of my childhood outfits.
-My father has been having very serious problems with his heart and it has been very sad and scary. He's such a stubborn pain in the ass but I love him more than anything else in the world and I just pray that his body will heal.
-I'm still doing the Hotdogs and Homework in Harlem Tuesday nights. The girl that I had been tutoring for the last nearly two years came for the first time this school year! She's been having a really tough time at home and at school. She just needs encouragement and someone to keep nudging her in the right direction. I have also been helping out another guy who is fantastically smart but a little stubborn...so we get along great.
-I have been to multiple doctors trying to figure out what a bunch of random symptoms that I have been having are. It was thought that I had Cushings Disease or PCOS and that came up negative. I have been to a GI doctor...all negative results. And no celliacs or gluten intolerance. What that leaves us with is irritable bowel syndrome, the diagnosis when all else has come back negative. As for 90% of the other symptoms...I have yet to figure out. But I've been feeling fairly well over the past few months.
-I aged out of the YSA ward. I'm officially old. I got banished to the nursery in the new ward. It kind of sucks. It's not nearly as spiritually uplifting as a Gospel Doctrine teacher but there is a need in the ward and I'm trying to make the most of it and trying not to kill the children every week.
-I have had the pleasure and blessing of seeing many friends this year that I haven't seen in a long time. It is always nice to be reminded of and revisit the friendships and relationships of the past.
-The whole guy situation is ridiculous. I cannot even begin to explain my frustration, disappointment, and discouragement. But I have taken some steps to clear my mind and be at peace with some things.
So that's it for now.
I have wanted to write so many times but have had so much to say and write about I haven't known where to start.
I think I'm going to just write little bits more often...well more than once a year that is. (I believe I've said that before and have not followed through.)
So I think for now just the basics:
-I'm still in NY. I haven't had a raise since I've been here. My two year work anniversary is next week. My rent is going up $250/mo...so it's not even an option for me to stay unless they are willing to negotiate big time. If I don't get a significant one next week I'm leaving as soon as I can find another job and that will most likely be in another city. 2 1/2 years here, I'm done.
-I still love my nieces and nephew so much. I have absolutely loved the time I've been able to spend with them. Milo is beautiful inside and out and is the sweetest thing in the world. Otto cut his hair short and finally has a slackline, both life changing he says. Clio is freaking adorable and is so smart and spunky, the outfits she picks out to wear are reminiscent of my childhood outfits.
-My father has been having very serious problems with his heart and it has been very sad and scary. He's such a stubborn pain in the ass but I love him more than anything else in the world and I just pray that his body will heal.
-I'm still doing the Hotdogs and Homework in Harlem Tuesday nights. The girl that I had been tutoring for the last nearly two years came for the first time this school year! She's been having a really tough time at home and at school. She just needs encouragement and someone to keep nudging her in the right direction. I have also been helping out another guy who is fantastically smart but a little stubborn...so we get along great.
-I have been to multiple doctors trying to figure out what a bunch of random symptoms that I have been having are. It was thought that I had Cushings Disease or PCOS and that came up negative. I have been to a GI doctor...all negative results. And no celliacs or gluten intolerance. What that leaves us with is irritable bowel syndrome, the diagnosis when all else has come back negative. As for 90% of the other symptoms...I have yet to figure out. But I've been feeling fairly well over the past few months.
-I aged out of the YSA ward. I'm officially old. I got banished to the nursery in the new ward. It kind of sucks. It's not nearly as spiritually uplifting as a Gospel Doctrine teacher but there is a need in the ward and I'm trying to make the most of it and trying not to kill the children every week.
-I have had the pleasure and blessing of seeing many friends this year that I haven't seen in a long time. It is always nice to be reminded of and revisit the friendships and relationships of the past.
-The whole guy situation is ridiculous. I cannot even begin to explain my frustration, disappointment, and discouragement. But I have taken some steps to clear my mind and be at peace with some things.
So that's it for now.
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