Two things need to be almost tragically clear to start off this post.
1. I know that lots of people get up very early in the morning. Very early. Like in what I would actually consider "night".
2. (And this is the important one). No matter what else is true in this world, I am NOT a morning person.
Me and mornings have a long history. Not the long kind of history like we used to be in love and then broke up but still have to interact everyday. That's me and the bed, every single morning.
Long history like I've experienced a huge amount of mornings and they never stop coming. Don't get me wrong, I count my blessings that I get to wake up each day, blessed with the beauties of the world our magnificent Heavenly Father has created.
But if I could wait to do that until a little later, you wouldn't be hearing any complaints from me.
That said, with this semester's class and work schedule for me and the dear husband Trenton we are kicking off every single day at the time of 6 am. I almost wrote "bright and early", but guess what kids? It isn't bright at 6 am. Oh I know as well as anyone that school only started two days ago, meaning (not technically but for all intents of this post) summer was just three days ago.
It's already dark when I wake up!!! HOW AM I TO COPE WITH THE DECEMBER DAYS? Because cold and dark is a combination that whispers to me in the most seductive but not inappropriate of voices "just stay asleep".
However, despite the angst that permeates the early morning minutes as I drag myself out of bed, I am truly excited for this semester.
First off, my husband is great. Like, I know people overshare all the time and I don't want to do it, but I just need to say that Trenton is a saint and is kinder and more considerate than I could ever hope for. Also, side note, he isn't technically by Catholic definitions a saint. Just don't want people confused. (And also a quick shout out to his amazing parents who could not have raised a better or more Christ like son. Thank you. Love you.)
Second, I am a part of the folk dance back up team which is just such a fun and incredible opportunity. It was on last year's back up team that I fell in love with that aforementioned Trenton guy and met some of my very best friends to date. We had our first team rehearsal of the semester today and oh boy. I'm excited. More folk dance news will undoubtedly follow on this blog of mine.
Third, the church is so true everyone. We are so so so blessed. The knowledge that I have an all powerful, loving Savior means the world to me. He takes such good care of me, and being able to study what I love at BYU with a lens that allows me to worship at the same time is an almost un-quantifiable blessing.
Yes, I'm already crazy busy. Yes, I crashed and took a long nap after school today when I only intended to take a fifteen minute power nap.
But I also got to dance, read scriptures, hug my sweetie, learn new dances, run into my high school best friend TWICE, do the fourth charge with Rylan, eat a bunch of tootsie rolls while promoting folk dance (and people actually seemed interested!), spend time editing my book and feel the great feeling that is called every bit of homework that is assigned I have done so far.
So let's remember when I write negative posts in the future, that sometimes I take the time to remember how good life is. :)
