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Three random things I'm thinking about when I should be sleeping...
1.
Yesterday at the temple, it took me almost 20 minutes to find a parking
spot. Above ground parking was full, street parking was full and below
ground parking was full. I finally creepily followed three ladies
(driving two miles an hour, no exaggeration), who were just coming out
of the temple, to take their space. They had the last one in the entire
garage. I kid you not. The very last one. Next to a trailer of some
sorts. I barely fit into it. And had to shimmy out of the passenger side
because the trailer wheel kept my own door from opening. Isn't that the
greatest problem? The Lord must have been so happy to have so many of
His children serving/being served in His temple yesterday.
2.
I ordered 15 kitchen brushes today. Fifteen, folks. Sweet waffles, I
have me some issues. I am super picky about my sink brushes and have
searched high and low for the ones I always use and they are nowhere to
be found. So when I finally found them in some strange hiding place on
the Walmart website, I stocked up. And got some free shipping in the
meantime. I'm even embarrassed for myself.
3.
I'm literally falling apart. I'm not kidding. As in, I expect to find
pieces of me left in my wake, any second now. I have that ridiculous
sinus infection, plantar fasciitis in my right foot (was gone, now
back), some crazy joint pain in my left knee from some strength
exercises last week, a stunned nerve in my left elbow (I'm not even
going to tell you how I got that one--clumsy old lady, party of one?)
that hurts like the dickens, a cold sore and apparently I now have
something called labyrinthitis. No, I didn't just make up that name. My
world is turning right round, baby, right round. Add my overachieving
brain that gifts me with extra spinal fluid and my sweet friend passing
away on Sunday and 2019 is looking mighty bright and hopeful. Seriously
2018, you contagious or something?