I have many funny little anniversaries of sorts that I remember. A major one for me is when I came home from my mission in Connecticut...five years ago today. How did that happen? Wasn't I just in CT? I have to admit, it's not a very happy milestone for me...how did that much time go by? It just serves as a big reminder that I am not very close to where I want to be in life and I feel like time is slipping away from me. I thought my future would be different than this when I came home. It's getting kind of embarrassing watching most people get hitched the instant they get home and I'm still single after five years. I know I'm not supposed to compare myself to others, but it's hard not to when kids you babysat are now getting married and having children!It drives me crazy that I don't have more control over things in my life- where I live, my health, etc.I just want something to change (for the better)...is that too much to ask? Yeah, I moved, and yeah, I'm going to school...but now what? Life has gotten pretty stagnant. Sometimes I get really lonesome because I don't have friends here outside of ysa activities (which has gotten stagnant as well- everyone left!).
We still have boxes piled up from moving over a year ago (my family are packrats and I am a reformed one) and I try to deal with it by sorting stuff but there is only so much I can do when it's not my stuff. I would love for all our unnecessary stuff to be gone so we can have space to breathe and enjoy life! I want my craft area!
Sorry about all the whining, I just needed to vent. I'm trying to be a good girl and not explode.




