A Little ♥ and Soul

My dad had his birthday 2 days ago. Sixty-two years old! That's old...I can't fathom that my oldest brother is getting closer to 40 and that I'm going to turn the big 3-oh in a couple days. It's weird. This getting "old" business is just plain wacky and a little melancholy. I hear 30 isn't bad. I hear 60 isn't bad. I'm not sure I want to believe those people who say age is just a number. I guess in reality it is just a number, but these lines around my eyes are telling me that I'm not going to pull off being told that I look at least 5 years younger than I really am for much longer. Anyway, happy birthday to my numero uno daddy-0! Happy 62 years and hopefully much more to come!

Man, I am so happy for having a day off work during the week. Work is closed on Sunday so having 2 days off in a row = bliss. I made myself sleep in today. I literally had to make myself sleep. My body pretty much woke up at 7 am and I had to kick myself. Like I mentioned in my last post, I LOVE sleeping. I can't really function correctly without at least 7 hours of sleep. Otherwise, my brain just can't think straight. So I slept. Then I kind of cleaned my room. I still have put stuff away, but the big "elephant" in the room was my overflowing clothes hamper. When I'm tired or haven't been sleeping when I need it most, my room turns into a war zone. Literally. I hadn't put my clothes away from last week yet, I had socks and shoes and books and yarn all over the floor. Okay, it really wasn't that bad, but for me, it was bad. Anyway, I'm procrastinating going home right now. When I get home I really have to get crackin '. The bathroom has been ig

So, I haven't made a public announcement, but I got a job T H R E E weeks ago. I've been gainfully employed for just over 3 weeks ago. I love working. I love having a job. I love being able to buy the stupid things like toothpaste and shampoo, because really? Since I can buy the stupid silly things that people need to function, means that I can start saving, pay tithing, go grocery shopping. Also, since I work for a certain Church funded company, I also get to go to school. For free. Then, after I'm done doing the program that I've been interested in, since forever, I get to go to Weber and finish my bachelor's degree the debt free way. Awesome, right? It is. It's also a lot of work because since the Church is all about self-reliance and what not, I have to do the work all myself which means that I have to find the motivation to go to 2 night classes a week to get to the point where I can finish my bachelor's without going into more debt. But you know what?