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Of Heaven And Hell

Last week I think I experienced the ENTIRE spectrum of emotions. It was an amazing yet slightly traumatic week.

Monday: I listed my house for sale.

Tuesday: Someone called to look at my house. But I wasn't ready yet. So I took a half day and finished painting and yard work.

Wednesday: My closest friend at work was let go. And to make things worse, her job wasn't eliminated ... it's been moved to me. Talk about awkward. But Wednesday I also took my final for Lab - only one more to go!!

Thursday: Signed the contract to sell my house. We close May 21st. Kinda freakin' out.

Friday: Aced my last test of the semester for lecture. Just one more class and the final - then I'm free! And found out that I passed my Anthropology class. Whoo hoo!

Saturday: Had a fantastic time shopping, eating yummy food and hanging out with my whole family! Best day eva! Also found out someone very close to me has decided to move in with their significant other. Not so best news eva.

Sunday: Sacrament. Rejuvenation. Strength to keep going. How grateful I am that no matter how crazy emotional the week is - Sunday always comes. And how grateful I am for the restored Gospel which gives me such peace and perspective. God is good - all the time!

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Stacy Lynn Carroll said…
Oh, don't you just love weeks like that? Congrats on your house though! Amazing it went so fast! (kinda jealous, not gonna lie). We want to move Badly, but can't because our house won't sell. So if you're looking for a new one in Layton...(wink wink)That wouldn't be a bad commute or anything =P
April 21, 2012 at 9:54 PM
Baby Sister said…
And this is what happens when I don't read blogs...I didn't know you're selling your house!! That's awesome and kinda sad. But I'm glad it has sold. :) Now you don't have to worry about that. Congrats on acing your test. :)
April 27, 2012 at 9:09 PM
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