Urban Poly Princess

After camping in my apartment yesterday I went to the dumpster to take the trash out where I saw SNOW ON THE GROUND!!! ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE UNTIL AFTER THANKSGIVING!!!

It didn't snow last night however and although it's cold there isn't any snow on the ground. YES I'm aware that I live in Northern Utah. I realized I missed the CVLA nominating committee meeting Friday. I just spaced it. My house looks fabulous because I cleaned my kitchen and did almost all my laundry yesterday. I still need to clean my spare room. I treat it like a junk drawer only it's a room. NOOOT GOOD.

This morning before Zumba I looked at Facebook. My friend Julie who is in my ward wrote a status about how she read her missionary letters and of how much she appreciated all the missionaries and her own mission. There was nothing unusual about this HOWEVER the second part was incredulous to me. She wrote that although she loved the experience if she had the chance to do it again she wouldn't and that she has nightmares that she is back there. If by some magical way I could return to my mission AND not screw up progressing in other ways I would do it in a heartbeat. My mission was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life at that point. BUT it was also the most rewarding. AND it was so much fun. Someone else from my ward said she felt the same way Julie did. Liz was the relief society president when I first went to the Logan 18th ward. Someone else I don't know made another comment suggesting the same thing. I can't comprehend feeling that in the least.

I don't get that at ALL. They are both faithful women to me. How can you NOT love missionary work. The chance to testify ALL the time, to represent the Savior, to me it was the ultimate buzz. Actually having nightmares that you are back on your mission? I extended my mission a month and then when I found out President John H. Groberg was visiting my mission the week I was supposed to leave I asked again to stay until after he left. I was serving in 2 Tongan wards at the very end and I was able to set up a fireside featuring him as the main speaker. It was THE BEST way to end my mission. When I landed in Hawaii I cried because I knew my time as a full time missionary was over.

My husband HAS TO BECOME A MISSION PRESIDENT. That is the one calling I desire. I hope that's alright with my father in heaven. Helping to inspire missionaries is something I want very much. With the influx of sister missionaries in the field right now I want that opportunity. I would be perfectly fine rearing my family in a foreign country if I had to do that. I'm hoping and I already know I will be extremely successful at real estate. That will allow me to put money away for that. I'd have no problem doing that for the rest of my life BUT I know I can't be selfish and that I need to progress in ALL areas. I am grateful for the chance I've had to work in the temple. It is different than missionary work but gives me a similar buzz. I am so blessed. Julie and Liz acknowledged their gratitude for the experience. It was something I loved however and it is really difficult for me to relate to what they wrote.

That's the only thing I don't know about David. He is strong in everything I can perceive that matters.ALTHOUGH... If he feels like Julie, if he didn't love his mission, if he can't testify at the drop of a hat right now I'm not going to like that A LOT!!! He did bear his testimony a number of times when he was in my ward. In my heart that's a TOTAL deal breaker BUT I also know what I've been told too. I hope and pray my father in heaven doesn't want me to be with ANYONE who doesn't love missionary work. It already freaks me out a little that he didn't serve until he was 25. BUT President Hunter didn't go period sooo that isn't something I should use in any reasoning against him.

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