I have not blogged for quite a while–I just got my computer back today, all fixed and nice! Good things come from Craigslist–like computer repairmen named Sam who are nicer/better/cheaper than places like Best Buy. It has been a stressful couple of weeks, needless to say!
Also, still haven’t submitted my papers. Why, you might ask? Problems with Pee. (Sorry for the crass title, but I couldn’t think of an alliteration involving “urine”) I got an email from the bishop a few weeks ago saying that the stake clerk found a problem with my mission papers when reviewing them–the blank for “Urine Specific Gravity” was, well, blank. I was told that I needed this number before we could proceed.
So I called the doctor’s office to obtain the number. Oh, but it was the wrong number and they couldn’t transfer me. Ergo, I went to the office in person–just to get the correct phone number. I called and left a message. A few times. They finally called me back and said, “well, your sample looked ok so we didn’t actually send it to the lab.” Translation: get back in here and give us another sample. Which is what I had to do, two Fridays ago.
They told me that they would probably call me with my results by the end of the day. No such luck. I waited until about the following Wednesday to call and leave messages asking about it. Still nothing. Until this past Tuesday. When I finally got them. Turns out I had been leaving messages on the voice mail of a physician’s assistant who was out-of-town. (In case you are wondering, the results were normal).
SO, I emailed the stake clerk, who thanked me and told me that he would get right on inputting the info. I haven’t heard back from anyone in the stake, so I still don’t have my interview with the stake president even set up. And this week is stake conference and the following is fast Sunday/Mother’s Day so the likelihood that I will get my interview within the next couple of weeks is unlikely. I have been really frustrated and upset. Really struggling. I have felt a lot like I am never going to go on a mission and that it just isn’t ever going to happen. I guess you could say that I have been pretty depressed about the whole thing. I just want to go so badly.
And my best friend leaves for Europe tomorrow. And I think I failed an Arabic test this week (I didn’t understand what the question worth the most points was asking, so I went with my gut instinct–found out afterwards that I was wrong).
But I got my computer back today. And I know that my Savior loves me and that I will go on my mission in Heavenly Father’s time.