Brace for impact...

These past few days I have had a sort of a staycation if you will. I have been in my Heber home by myself, doing boring things such as laundry and baking. I think in these two days I have seen every episode of both Rob and Big and Fantasy Factory (ever). It brought me to a few conclusions:

First, I will have a bulldog that skateboards. Now I know what you are thinking, "but Misty, you can't skateboard, how will you teach this to your adorable pup?" No worries kids, I have that under control. I have plenty of skateboarding friends. If all else fails, I have already decided Rob is my soulmate so I will just have him teach the thing. Also, if you are here to tell me bulldogs are fat, ugly, slobbering, wastes of space.. (in the words of a nice lady in Winslow) 'get outta ma face'. I know they are a pain, but I will love it anyway. Good day sir.

Also, I want to have a zip line and/or foam pit in my home. That one is completely unrealistic, but a girl can dream.

Anyway..

The real reason I am here is to talk about something else. Right before graduation, a good friend of mine told me to "brace for impact of adultish crap." Probably the best advice I have ever been given. I'm not sure I was braced enough, the impact hit pretty hard, but I was glad to be warned. He wasn't kidding. 

Trying to find where to start your life, a place to live, a job, and work around all the people/technicalities standing in your way all while being college broke and doing so in a timely manner so people don't consider you a loser... not that easy. I have been so stressed and confused, wondering why none of it has worked out thus far. Then today a thought came to me, 

"Where is your faith?"

I felt a little ashamed for being so greedy. I am so incredibly blessed. I think I was expecting the world to fall into place.. right in to my hands.. just because I was graduating. Maybe all this waiting is teaching me patience all while feeding me a little taste of humble pie. How can I be blessed with such things without a trial of my faith? And how can I be blessed without proving my willingness to put my trust in my Heavenly Father? I realize now I just need to know my prayers will be answered in the best way, even if that way isn't my way (or in my time, which is where I struggle most).

I also need to focus on what is most imporatant this time of year, the Savior. This is a time to reflect on His birth, life, example, and most importantly, the amazing gifts He has given us. The atonement and resurrection allow us to be blessed beyond anything we can imagine. This time of year is a time to love as He loves, to share what we know of Him, and to show our thanks for what He has done for us by being more like Him (every time of year is a time for this, but this time especially :). We can thank Him for His amazing gifts through random acts of kindness and serving others. I hope to remember that these next few days rather than focusing solely on myself and the stresses of everyday life. There are more important things to think about than being jobless, homeless (not literally), and broke. Christ was born in a stable, placed in a manger, and wrapped in swaddling clothes. He came from the most humble of beginnings, yet He never thought of Himself; He worried only about us. I hope to be more like my Savior this Christmas.

Ps. I am not sure how this started out as a rant about Fantasy Factory and turned in to a Christmas testimony. I don't mean to take away from the importance of the holiday with my silly stories about tv shows.
P.P.S. I have my Ragnar Relay in Feb, yeah? Well I haven't run in about a month, I used being busy as an excuse. Anywho, yesterday I tried to prove to myself I still had it in me, so I pulled an 8 mile run. Worst. Idea. Ever. I can barely walk! I nearly cried walking down the stairs this morning. Another taste of humble pie. Ha, pathetic.