M.I.A

Sorry for the lack of posts since I decided to start this blog.
I've been busy graduating BYU-I, traveling all over the country and finally settling into my job, my new room and life after school.
The past few months have been crazy, but I finally feel like I'm settling into a routine.
Washington this time of year has been beautiful and you can often find Daisy Mae and I at the dog park or on a run around our new neighborhood. I have always lived out in the country, and now that we live in town, It's nice to take advantage of neighbors and walks.  I came outside one time to find my grandpa and a little neighbor boy sitting in the rockers on the front porch, just chatting about hunting and the weather. Town life suits us I guess. :)
Besides the typical family issues that are going on, things are going pretty well. Oh, and except for that bout of insomnia I was having for about 3 weeks. That was rough... But (hopefully) that's over with.
Garritt and I are spending lots of time together, which is good. It keeps me sane. We are currently working our way through some shows on netflix, and of course have our weekly Arrow nights. We've also been on the hunt for Vancouver's best Eggs Benedict, and the best sushi places. It's been fun!  I'm glad my best friend lives 5 minutes away, it's very helpful on rough days. Last week I was having a pretty hard time, and so was he. I read this quote "In the temple, all feelings of inadequacy and imperfection begin to fade" by Rosemary M. Wixom and I decided it was time to return 'home'.  Although I couldn't go inside, it was so special to walk the grounds and feel the peace the temple brings. Even if you can't go inside at this time, go to the grounds, it brings so much comfort. It was a perfect sunny day, with the birds singing and the flowers blooming. It was impossible not to feel the spirit. I knew everything was going to be okay. Garritt and I listened to the talk "Peace of Conscience and Peace of Mind" by Richard G. Scott and that added to the spirit.
Things are going well! I still don't have a job in the Art Museum Education field, but I have a job. I live at home, but it's safe. My grandpa is losing his memory, but he hasn't forgotten me.
Little victories. That's all I need.