I got a new phone yesterday. Just sitting there, minding my own business, being sick home from work (seems to be the theme of my life, but really it’s not as frequent as it sounds), and the doorbell rang and it was the FedEx guy. So here’s me talking on my new phone. It’s a Nokia.

 

What else? I’ve been home sick for three days straight and am not looking forward to another day home sick, but I fear I may have to take one, unless a miracle happens in the middle of the night. You know, I probably should just go to the trouble to get a blessing; I’d really like to do that. It’s definitely more difficult to get when you don’t have a priesthood holder in your home. I haven’t seen my home teachers in a while, so I’d feel a little odd calling them. I know I should . . . I just need to do it!

 

Especially since I need to be better by Saturday because there’s three huge things that I’m needed for. Okay, one of them I could theoretically skip and it wouldn’t be super duper inconvenient for the other people there, but I’m leading a workshop in the morning and I’m approximately three-fifths of the music program in the evening. So it would be super duper inconvenient if I had to miss those things. Yikes! I better get better!