A. We should never have bought groceries, because they always expired while we were away.
B. If spontaneity is the food of love, go somewhere unexpected right now.
C. The only thing cars are good for is to pay money to get them fixed.
D. Getting married was the best idea we ever had.
E. It's raining Thank You notes, alleluia!
We went to Costa Rica, Mexico, Idaho (twice), camping in Mona, and home to Sandy more times than we can count. We fixed my car twice (or was it three times?) and I am STILL working on thank-you notes from our bridal showers and wedding (I'm so sorry....). Benji learned to put up with my new-fangled ideas about food. We opened a bank account. We organized all of our stuffs. We went to the Aquarium. I refrained from blogging. Sometimes we went to work. We bought a rug. Benji smashed a lot of spiders in our bathroom. We read scriptures every night. Benji made funny voices while reading scriptures every night. We both got callings in our Ward. I hung pictures on the walls. We went to movies.
And then, like the feeling you get on December 26th, school started. And for probably the first time in my life, I did NOT want to go back to school. I didn't want to buy books. I didn't want to label notebooks. I didn't even want to pull my BYU School of Nursing scrubs out of the closet. To all this Benji replied, "Oh no. I'm rubbing off on you."
Turns out, my fears had good reason. School has been in session a total of 4 days and I've already been hugged by a professor because I was teary, lost my student nurse name badge, AND turned in an assignment late. Its a weird feeling to know that I will be a good nurse, but to feel totally inadequate at nursing school.
Side note: as I am typing this, Benji is across the room and just spontaneously began singing a made up song that goes like this: "I love my wife! So much! Even if she's not looking at me right now!" Yes. This is normal. I love it.
Anyway. I am trying to do the whole "one day at a time" thing, but I feel like a goldfish that was so excited it leaped out of its bowl and landed on the carpet. Orange, rough, scraggly carpet from the 70s. And now I'm gulping for air with one eye wide open.
Benji, on the other hand, is doing swimmingly. He likes his international/refugee/save the public health classes. He's halfway through finding a solution to Ebola. Not really, but maybe someday. (His whole mission was closed because of the epidemic. Please pray for West Africa.)
The scripture that is currently carrying me through my stress and worries is this, Alma 14:28
28 And Alma and Amulek came forth out of the prison, and they were not hurt; for the Lord had granted unto them power, according to their faith which was in Christ. And they straightway came forth out of the prison; and they were loosed from theirbands; and the prison had fallen to the earth, and every soul within the walls thereof, save it were Alma and Amulek, was slain; and they straightway came forth into the city.
Not that nursing school is a prison. Or that I want the SWKT to fall to the earth and kill everyone except me. (Although, that would be good emergency response practice.) But I am channeling my faith to give me power to accomplish school, work, and joy. And I have already felt the power this verse speaks of, helping me to feel calm.
And thats about it. If you need me, I will be reading about lung function and avoiding ALS ice bucket challenge requests. And laughing at Benji.
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