It's amazing how in 3 weeks I've gone from sitting in the basement doing next to nothing, to being so busy I don't have time to do chores for the landlady.
I've begun a job on-base, mowing lawns. Today was my third day. It's very gratifying work, because I see the results of my labor almost immediately. At the end of today, I was driving my mower through the streets, looking at the fresh-cut lawns. It's a simple pleasure, to see lawns that were once ragged and unkempt given lines and order. It's similar to the sensation of shaving your legs after a winter of pants and nylons. I'm getting paid to do something that calms me down.
I went to institute today. For those of you reading this, unfamiliar to LDS culture (ha, no one reads this), institute is similar to Bible study. The difference is that it could be the Bible, the Book of Mormon, the Doctrine and Covenants, modern prophets, etc. I could go on a spiel about the things we talked about but I would rather talk about my feelings. I actually went to seminary twice this week because I'm lucky enough to live somewhere they do that. I felt answers to questions I didn't know I had. I felt peace. I felt like there is still so much to accomplish. I felt like the Lord was telling me that just because I'm not a missionary anymore, doesn't mean my work is over. I felt the prompting: Expect miracles. Still. C:
Today, I was driving home from work; I was turning right at a stop-light, when in my peripheral view, I saw a horse. I was thinking "Holy cow how did a horse get on base? Someone should come get that horse." When I looked up, however, I saw not a horse, but a baby moose crossing the street.
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