Well I probably should have updated the blog sooner with my life progress but things just got a little crazy and since I'm up past my bedtime tonight anyway I thought I should write a blog post instead of sleeping....so smart I know. So life in Murray continues on. I got a job about a month after I moved at the Intermountain Central Lab. For all of you who know my feelings about needles and blood can rest easy I just do billing in the lab.....no contact with blood involved. I do all of the Medicare billing for the lab which brings it's own set of unique challenges. I like the job so far and I am very blessed that I was only jobless for a month. I definitely would have gone crazy if I would have had to wait much longer!!!!
Dropping everything in your life and moving to a new place (even if it is just 30 minutes away from your old life) brings challenges that I'm quite sure I was not ready for. As I've seen less and less of my Provo life, I really wonder what I am doing here. Because I know I'm suppose to be here, I'm sure that some direction will present itself if I keep moving forward....until then I just take everything day by day.
The hardest transition has been with the ward. Living in Provo for 6 years I am used to everyone in the ward living within the same apartment complex (or a complex really close), it's a little different when your singles ward covers the area of three stakes (even if Utah Stakes are small that's a lot of distance). The distance makes it a little more difficult to get to know people in the ward, especially since a lot of people grew up with each other and already have the friend group thing figured out. The first few weeks I was reluctant to join in. I didn't mind missing going to my own ward and go back to Alta or to one of my sister's wards but I was soon reminded by my dear roommate and I will get out what I put into the ward (P.S. Jessica deserves a medal or something for dealing with my craziness). Along the way in my trying I was giving up...I was just done....and then the Lord worked in His mysterious way and I got a calling....in the Relief Society Presidency...yes shocker I know.
This calling has given me a reason to be a part of the ward which is important because I had one foot out the door....I really wasn't going to leave church I was just ready to be less engaged in the ward. I have met so many amazing girls in the ward and I'm glad that people listen to revelation!!! Still with the calling some days are better than others....luckily there are good times to counteract the times when I feel totally awkward and dumb and unable to carry on a normal conversation. It comes down to the repeating story of my life....I struggle to make friends for a while and then hopefully the pattern continues when I find excellent friends again....I'm really ready for that upswing to happen. Until then...I just keep keeping on....
