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The end of another week

So, I'm officially moving in next weekend into my new place of residence. I am so excited! I guess I'm more excited about being closer to work and my friends and going back to the ward where everything seemed to turn around in my life and spirituality. I still don't know who the second roommate is yet. Jake couldn't remember her name when I asked him the other day. Jake has surprised me, yet again. I texted him today while I was in a lull at work and asked how the remodeling was going. He moved my bed from the garage into my room. I was full on expecting to have to move it myself next weekend. Goes to show that he's a true friend....man, I just love that guy! I seriously wasn't expecting him to move any of my stuff, but he did and that makes me like him even more.

Anyway, I'm almost done with work and my weekend can officially begin. I have to stop off at the library before I head home and pick up some books that were put on hold. Reading, packing, painting with Jake and a birthday party. What else can a girl ask for?
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Sarah said…
I didn't realize you were moving. I'm glad you're getting back into the ward you liked so much. Hey, I think we're coming down for President's Day. I want to get with you and Kelsey and Sam and Golden and Emilie. Tommy is almost one and you haven't even met him yet!!!
Miss you!
January 31, 2008 at 6:52 PM
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