My job was posted on the BYU job site. It’s weird. I’m graduating. I will no longer be a college undergrad. I don’t know what I’m doing when I graduate. I went to the career counseling center. He talked a lot about working for the Foreign Service. That sounds cool. He found out I went to Poland on my mission, he assumes I speak Polish (I sort of do), he talked all about how I would be highly marketable with my Polish skills and how he helped a student get a job with the Foreign Service and now they are a diplomat in Warsaw. I speak missionary Polish. There is a huge difference. Ask me to bear my testimony, I will. Ask me to recite the First Vision, I can do that. Ask me to have a normal non-missionary, non-church related conversation and corresponding personality, I’m finished. I get nervous and tongue tied and stumble over words, grammar and pronunciation. But enough with my serious lack of Polish, then the guy talked to me about doing management. Apparently places like Walgreens, Enterprise (Rent-a-car) and Kohls have programs to teach you management skills. Do I want to do that? Heck! I have no idea!
I’m moving. I can’t stay in Provo if I don’t have a job and I can’t have my job when I’m graduating. It’s stressful. I’m moving to Oregon. I’m waiting to hear from an internship to see how long I’ll be in Eugene. I don’t know. I might move to DC. I might stay in Oregon. I don’t really want to stay in Eugene. I like it there, but I’m almost 25, I don’t really want to live at home.
I’m indecisive. I never thought I was. Jess is the indecisive one in the family. She could never decide where to eat for her birthday or which ski slope to go down. I always thought I was good at making decisions, although maybe too impulsive, but I've always been good at doing what I wanted to do. And now, I just don't know.
What I do know however is that it was entirely too cold outside today and I have a headache from all the wind and I'm going to take a nap. Sleeping always makes things seem momentarily better.









