Biggest complaint so far today .... my stupid Nike running app not giving me the correct mileage from my run on the treadmill this morning and then not letting me sync it up to put in the correct mileage. So, my 5K run was recorded as about 2.75 miles instead of 3.12.  I hate it when that happens. But, in reality, it's my fault because I'm supposed to have it in an armband, but really dislike wearing it, so I shove my phone in a pocket on my hip, so if I don't move my hips enough when I run it throws the whole thing off.

 

It was a quick run this morning. I should have gone longer, but had a hard time getting Carter out of the house for school this morning on time. Crazy things happening around here right now. I had to get to the grocery store and home by 11 so that my visiting teachers could come. Someday I'll get my act together and actually get Carter out of the door at the right time to get my stuff done. I did get a really cute skirt and shirt at Fred Meyer while I was grocery shopping to wear to my friend's daughter's wedding that's coming up soon. So excited to finally get something new to wear. It's been awhile since I've actually gone shopping for something other than running gear.

 

Yesterday was Fast Sunday. After my Sunday School class I just couldn't make myself go to Relief Society. So what did I do??? I ran home and found chocolate. Hershey's Nuggets. It's been that kind of week. Well actually that kind of year so far. I tell me 16-17 year olds that I teach in Sunday School that sometimes that hard decisions aren't the big ones. I don't have a problem following the word of wisdom. I don't have a problem with morality or fidelity or killing people or stealing. It's the small stuff I struggle with. Like keeping my fast going ... or like I tell the kids ... sometimes the hard choice is getting to church. Especially when I'm alone with the kids all the time because of business trips or drill weekends or whatever else comes ups. I can't remember the last time we actually sat together as a family. If my husband's not on a business trip, I'm gone. Up to Moscow to see Ryan three weekends ago. Heading to Utah this weekend. By myself. Again. Sometimes I wonder if we are going to survive this 20th year of marriage. It's been the toughest one yet. You'd think we would have gotten the whole thing figured out by now. It so has not happened yet.

 

A few months ago we had a joint 5th Sunday third hour meeting for the Relief Society and Elder's Quorum. The bishopric member that spoke talked about taking care of the part member and non-active families in the ward and making sure that they know that they are loved and wanted at church. All I could think about was what about the members that show up every week and do everything they are supposed to. Take care of everybody else. What if they are struggling??? That's me right now. Take care of everyone else. Take meals here, with a good attitude. Do my visiting teaching. All inactive or part-member families, with a good attitude. Go to church every week. With an okay attitude. Feed the missionaries once a month, trying to think of anyone, besides my neighbors they could try to teach (if they go to my neighbors and give them a Book of Mormon, the neighbors put it in my mailbox. No, I'm not kidding, it's happened). I'm struggling ... I've got a kid at college choosing not to go to church, not to go to institute, having issues that doing these things would help with. Not one visit from the Bishop up there since he moved in to the dorms. Not one visit from a home teacher. I'm trying not to have a bad attitude about all that we do for everyone else and people look at us and think, they're here every week, they're doing just fine. Doing their callings. Going the extra mile for everybody. I know ... I just need to say my prayers and read my scriptures more and everything will work itself out (big old snarky emoticon here)!!! Okay, better attitude coming up right now.

 

I need to come up with some ideas for the rest of March. Carter is getting out of school at the end of the week and won't be back in school until April. What to do, what to do?? Got to come up with some stuff to entertain that kid!! He's a crazy one. And no, he doesn't like to go running with me. I think he's allergic or something. At least he thinks he is.

 

My friends son is coming home on Wednesday from his mission. Just in time for his sister's wedding. I can't believe he's been gone for two years. I guess I'll have to bake him some cookies or something to take to the airport. He's flying in from Australia. Crazy long flight. Like 26 hours to make it from Adelaide to Boise, ID. I get to go to the airport and take some pictures for them. So excited for all of them. He wants steak for dinner. My friend says she doesn't know how to cook a good steak so she's making hamburgers. I told her that I was coming over with my grill pan and some steak and I would cook it for him. He's been gone for two years and wants a steak. He's going to get a steak. Love that family. Love my friend. She snuck off with me for the chocolate  yesterday. Shhhh, don't tell our families or anyone in the Relief Society!!