I woke up with a horrible headache. So did Brandi. And Jacob. And Ethan still has a cough and a slight fever. And Trevor still can't keep anything down.
We stayed home from church. And Donovan and Kristina, Hunter and Jordan didn't come for Sunday dinner.
Because I have class on Monday instead of Wednesday this week, I had to do homework. It took me 10 hours to put together a 5 minute oral presentation. About my professional growth in the last 12 months. I thought it would be easy. It wasn't.
Because we stayed home today, I was thinking about all the things I miss lately.
I miss my life:
Matthew is making a pie because I have no time to ever bake for the kids anymore and he wanted one.
I miss cooking and cleaning and the satisfaction that comes from a clean, orderly home.
I miss having time to read anything I want, anytime I want and enjoy it and not feel rushed because homework is waiting.
I miss going to church and partaking of the sweet spirit of others.
I miss taking the sacrament.
I miss really reading the scriptures. I mean really reading and not just listening to them on my iPod while I do dishes just so that I keep them in my mind.
I miss hanging out with friends and just chatting.
I miss visiting teaching- because really? I have let e-mails take the place. Not fair to my VT. sister. I only have one sister to teach and no partner, so how hard can it be? Apparently I have let it become hard.
I miss regular temple trips. The temple is 7 minutes away. You can see it from my front porch. But yet I have let stuff get in my way of regular weekly visits. I should stop sleeping in on Saturdays.
I miss good neighbors.
I miss dancing everyday.
I miss my family. I wish we could get together more often.
I miss Jordan coming every Wed. to hang out for a couple of hours.
I miss Hunter.
I miss me. If you see me, keep me there until I catch up. I know I'll appreciate it.