There and Back Again... literally.

So I am fully aware that I am blatantly stealing the title of The Hobbit, but it just fits my situation so perfectly that I had to... Well as mentioned in my previous post I was becoming more committed to the idea of staying here over the summer and just working until I leave back up to school. But with the start of a new job comes a new attitude. This past weekend I had just started my employment with a local daycare, and I thought that I would absolutely love it. I had gone there way back when I was only a small nugget. But to my surprise and dismay I wholly disliked the job (that's putting it lightly). The people were great and the kids fun, but I just felt stuck. My thoughts regarding my job there were jumbled and lost, and it didn't sit right with me. Then I could feel myself drifting back to the idea of attending BYU in June for summer semester. As much as I was trying to keep my outlook of Henderson positive, I will openly admit to wanting to get away. I felt like I was at a very distinct crossroads and had to make a choice. I could either choose the right (figuratively not CTR) and stick out my job and try to be happy, or I could go left and live my summer out in Provo while taking classes and basking in my once again independence. Honestly the decision was a hard one. First off, I felt if I threw in the towel and resigned (keep in mind I had only worked there for a week) I would feel like a quitter. blechh. But if I turned down the opportunity to live in Utah for the summer I would hate myself to no end... THEN I stumbled upon a quote from President Thomas S. Monson in the the April 2014 General Conference Ensign, it reads, "He will guide and bless us as we put our faith and trust in him and will see us through whatever difficulties come out way."And suddenly it was as if a switch had been flipped. A total lightbulb moment. I knew that I had to go to Provo. I called my ex-roommate and mom and let them in on the details of my marvelous epiphany and started looking for housing that day.
So now here I am broke and unemployed, but so so happy for the chance to be a college freshman for a little bit longer. College, 10 weeks of summer, and then back again to college. See what I did there?


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