back to the 'burg

Saturday was the big move-in day. Mom and Dad brought me up to Rexburg and helped me move in. I'm still trying to get completely settled. This week has felt like two weeks...and it's only Wednesday. I have been walking too much, probably close to four or five miles a day, between walking to and from and all around campus. Next week I start golf, which mean adding another seven or eight miles each week. Every night passes far too quickly. I don't have enough time to finish my homework and get a decent night's sleep. Usually I decide that if I can't have both, I'll choose neither, thus resulting in a night of laughing and talking until midnight. So far I have been fortunate enough to sleep in on Monday and Wednesday morning, but that won't last for long. Adjusting to a regular schedule has been difficult so far, but I have to remind myself that I haven't even been here six days. For now I am enjoying my classes: golf on Mondays and Wednesdays, and family foundations and young adult literature on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Next week I start work in the Reading Center, and the following week I'll start tutoring in the Reading Center. I am so grateful for the dear Sister Engstrom, the patient and loving woman in charge of the Reading Center. She has been a true answer to prayer, providing me with a job while still being understanding, patient, and supportive enough to allow me to work as little or as much as I want.

Living with Andra has also been a great blessing so far. Already I'm wondering how I ever lived without her. I have missed her so much while she was on her mission. We lived together at Colonial House during my first two years of school. She is like another sister to me...my favorite person ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever in the world. (She told me to put that, but I'm not going to lie. It's true). She is also the T.A. for my young adult lit class, which means she will be grading my assignments...I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing...