Last fall, Seth and I enrolled Kaitlyn in a preschool on his campus. Because it is run as a co-op, we would need to volunteer 4 hours a week. Kaitlyn never got to go because we couldn't get finger printed. Apparently, there is a line as long as the state waiting to be fingerprinted and the police told Seth they couldn't possibly do it until March 31st--even though it was still October.
Fast forward to last week. The state police are lighter on their feet than the local police and the fingerprinting was done. The co-op called and left a message on our answering machine saying they had another spot open up and Nate could go as well. I listened to the message and stared at the cabinets. I would be...alone? The by-myself-and-nobody-needs-me kind? It was a bittersweet moment, and I wondered what I would do with myself.
This past week I started putting my goals into motion. I filled out my application for RIC (where Seth teaches) to get a BA in English. I've started writing more and felt happier for it. I applied for a job with the Census Bureau so I can attend the BYU writer's conference again and start planning my trip to England to see the sites I've written about.
That said, my goal is to be a published author within the next five years. Remember, you heard it here first.
Using Good Language FHE
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