It was a nice little escape to Utah this weekend. Whit and I went down on Friday night and spent the evening with two of her friends, then Saturday we spent the day with my friend Alicia and drove home tonight. It was interesting. And what I mean by interesting, is that it wasn't as fulfilling as it should have been, I think. Friday night was a lot of fun. I was in that state where I'm so mentally exhausted I basically lose control of my mouth. While it's not inappropriate at all, I just become very loud and obnoxious. Whit's two friends probably thought I was crazy; poor boys. Saturday was a lot of fun, too. Whit's family that we stayed with were so nice and I got a workout of it, too. We drove to see Alicia and made excellent cookies and saw "Leap Year". Very, very cute movie. As we were about to leave, my heart felt heavy. It was bad. Something was off, and I couldn't figure out what. While it was snowing fairly hard and it would be dark in an hour or so, it didn't feel like we wouldn't make it home safe, but rather someone else may need our help; my help even. I texted a few friends and while I still don't really know why my heart was so heavy, I'm okay. We made it home and I'm really excited about tomorrow's dinner that I'm making. I hope my guests approve. Little do they know, this is my first time making these foods! Good thing I have a phone-a-friend. Anyway, while I think I missed an opportunity to help someone down in Utah, I have full faith that Father will take care of them through someone else. He's good like that.
And since it's Spring Forward tonight, I need to sleep. I wonder how many people will be late for sacrament...?
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