Where Has The Week Gone?

It is Thursday, I thought yesterday was Monday but somehow yesterday was Wednesday. Which I almost forgot, but then remembered because one of my Young Women asked me to come get her. This was monumental! No it was bigger than that. Because ever since I was put in as 1st counselor in the Young Women I have told my darling Mia Maids that I love them I want them there but I will not come and kidnap them from them homes. A technique that the leader before me did often. She would just show up randomly and drag them to Young Women's. They all cheered that I would not employ this technique and promptly quit coming.

My numbers dropped the counselor over me asked if I was doing the right thing, the YW President asked if I was doing the right thing the Bishop asked if I was doing the right thing and on and on.

Then on Sunday one of them asked me to come get her. My heart cheered, my heart danced, and I finally felt I had done the right thing. Hey, it only took about 7 months to feel like I was doing the right thing. Not only that but all of my girls showed up. Ok, when I say all you should know I only have two. I bet you think that is pretty weird for Utah.

It was an awesome night and by the time I dropped my beautiful girls at their homes we were laughing and had a very fun night. They are awesome girls, (have you noticed how much I use that word)I know that the war was not won last night but I think it was a major victory. I was even asked to come and get them again next week. Picture in your mind if you will me doing a little happy dance.

Which brings me back to the fact that somehow I have lost almost a full week. Well it turns out that I am grounded today. I know this because my laundry told me so. So you will probably hear from me again today. Mainly because I have been tagged? What is this tagged business? Guess I will have to figure it out. But I have all day after work to figure it out. I'm out of here on my way to play in the water.

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