Mr. Stalker Bank Man

Okay, I know all of you are just DYING to know what happened with Mr. Stalker Bank Man. Obviously I don't think he's as permanent a fixture on the show yet to reveal his actual name.. HA! But I will tell you he might have a fighting chance. But he will have to fight for it... mostly because I'm a freak.

I think before I tell you what has happened since my last post I should tell you a little about this problem I have. See, whenever a boy likes me a lot... I can't stand him. It's twisted and weird and I'm a freak.. but it's true. I can even like a guy a lot... and I'll flirt a ton to get him to like me.. and then as soon as he does like me.. I FREAK out and run away as fast as possible. I am not entirely sure why I do this... and I'm really trying to work on it. But it's hard to ease my panic a lot. HA!

So you can see where this is leading. Obviously Mr. Stalker Bank Man is very interested in me.. which obviously means I have to freak out and want to get out of there as fast as possible. I realized I was doing this a little... so I kept trying to hang out with him.. but he's just so touchy and I was freaking out as it was and I was just having issues! So we met Monday.. and saw each other every day until our date which was tonight. I'm not gonna lie, I was basically DREADING this date. He told me we were going to go on the Light Rail to Tempe... get ice cream.. and then come back on the Light Rail. Awwwwkward if you don't want to be on the date. HA! So I talked to three lovely people that I adore about it.. and they all gave me excellent advice and input and helped me calm down a bit.

So before he picked me up I just decided I was going to have a great time (attitude is everthing) and got all cute and tried to get pumped. WELL he picked me up and he'd changed plans, thank HEAVENS! And the activity was so cute and thoughtful! He knew I liked reading and books a lot and so we went to Bookman's and we each found our favorite book and we told each other about it and read one of our favorite passages and just discussed literature and the types of books we like and why we like them. It was really simple and kinda dorky but it was the cutest thing ever. And I was WAY impressed that he took the time to think of something that I was really interested in. And of course it's all very flattering and such, which is always nice.

I don't know if it's going to work out though.. just because I am wanting to take things nice and slow.. no rushing. Spend more time with him and just really get to know each other. And he seems ready to really date. I don't know. I don't really have a ton of experience with this stuff. It's a bit stressful. Ha. I just don't want to get into anything I really don't want to be in.. if that makes sense. If any of this makes sense. And I'm just trying to be a good girl. haha. Oh goodness, growing up is fun! HA! And RM's are scary.

So that's pretty much it for that subject!

We are moving next week to Fraser Fields and I'm way excited!! I start Census training next week... and yeah, that's just about it! Nothing else too exciting. :)

And as for my words of wisdom for today... I guess something I'm learning at this very moment is to pray about this little things. If it's something that you care about... and that is worrying you or stressing you, no matter how insignificant it may seem to the world, Heavenly Father cares about it just because you do. He loves us all so much and wants to help us with things we are struggling with! So don't be afraid to go to him. The end. :)

Time Capsule

So I have been trying to pack up my room this morning (I'm not getting very far because I'm so freaking ADD. For heavens sake) when I came across a tin can in the back top shelf in my closet. The label said, "This Time Capsule Belongs To: Annie Fletcher. Don't Open Until: I'm 58 Years Old." Oh goody!! What a find! And I figured I'm only 40 years early.. no biggie. And I definitely wanted a break from packing... so ... I opened it! And I am prepared to share the enclosed with you here on my blog. There really wasn't much in it.. which was disappointing, but what was in there was pure gold. Ready? Okay.

I know, hot right? According to the other documents in the time capsule I was in 3rd grade. I definitely remember that outfit as being one of my absolute favorites. Okay, so are you ready to learn more about the 3rd grade Annie Fletcher? Okay, here we go!

I hope you can read it all. Basically I was the coolest little kid on the planet. And when I say coolest.. I mean I was freaking weird. It was definitely fun getting a little blast from the past. I didn't even really remember a lot of the things that little 3rd grader Annie liked. Definitely worth the hour that it took me to open the freaking can and make this blog. The end!

My Life is Like a Sitcom....

Or so says my BFFAEAEAE Kyli Larson. Here is the plot of the sitcom: The star, Annie Fletcher, always has a new boy. Always. And honestly, it's kind of true. haha. She is constantly telling me that every time we talk on the phone I have a new boy toy. (Well, not "boy toy" per se... just boy that I like to frolick with and have decided to be friends with and possibly more friendlier things.. you know. HA!) Well, I have found my new starring boy and until he becomes a more permanent fixture on the show we shall call him Mr. Stalker Bank Man. I have already discussed this name with him and he doesn't like it.. but he probably won't read this blog so what he don't know won't hurt'im! BAHAHAHA. Okay I'm done. So now for the lovely story behind this new boy.

On Monday I was home all by my lonesome all the day long. I pitter patted around the house... cleaned my room, did some chores, watched some Project Runway while I mended some of my clothes (I was inspired). After I was finished with that I had to go to the bank to do all sorts of funsie things with my last paycheck. It was about 1 PM at this point... and I still hadn't left my house... so I was still in my sleep shorts and a tank top. I seriously considered just going to the bank in that.. I mean, who's gonna see me there? I'll be in and out in 15 min.. Come on. THANKFULLY I decided to put on some real clothes that actually covered my body because when I walked in I saw MR. STALKER BANK MAN! I didn't know that was his name yet... nor would I til the following day.. but I am getting ahead of myself. So I wait in line for a while.. I had just thrown on a cardigan over my tank top so I was pretty hot. Temperature wise, I mean. HA! So I see this one teller guy and he's pretty cute and I keep looking at him secretly hoping I get to go to his window. And then I do! I get up to the window and do the one of the most important things BYU Idaho taught me: CHECK FOR A WEDDING RING. My investigation was very successful, I found out he was not married.. or at least did not wear a ring.. and was MORMON.. score for CTR rings. So we were chatting, not even really flirting. I brought up how I went to BYU I last semester so he'd know I was also Mormon. We kept chatting and realized that we had a couple friends in common, the lovely Ellsworth girls, Meredith and Verity. Everything got finished with my check and that was the end of it, I went home and worked out and went to work. WELL, apparantly while I was busy working my little tushie off Monday night Mr. Stalker Bank Man was being his stalker self and working on getting my number from Meredith, who did not have it and recommended Verity, who did not answer her phone, and then finally he just thought of people who were in my ward and ended up calling one of the few guys who actually have my number in the ward, my home teacher David. I know intense, right? Stalker, much? HAHAHA yes. So we have a date Friday and we actually chatted at the temple for a while tonight and had some pretty dang good conversation. I'll keep you posted.

It was my mommy's birthday on Monday!! :) And I was planning on surprising her to get pedicures then but then she was out of town all day and Tuesday I had census training and work and practice so that was a no. But today I will take her and I am very excited. :) I love her bunches and bunches.

I think that's about it. I'm too tired to write anything else. Alrighty then.

I guess for words of wisdom for the day I'll tell you a lovely little story that kept me motivated to keep my room cleaner for about a week. See, whenever I do laundry.. it ends up on my floor because I am too lazy to fold/hang up my clothes. So about a month ago I was cleaning all the clothes off my floor and I picked up an article of clothing and a COCKROACH fell out. I was thoroughly disgusted and had a serious case of the willies. Thankfully it played dead and did not run about, that would have been horrid. Anyway, I was disgusted with myself for creating an environment that was conducive to the living habits of a cockroach. My vow to keep my clothes off the floor failed though. It is currently littered with clothing. Oh well. But back to my words of wisdom for the day... even though I do not follow my own advice.. Keep your room picked up so cockroaches don't live in your clothes. :) The end!

I'm back.

Alright. I am FINALLY ready to blog again. I've been wanting to for about a week now, but you can't just BLOG when you don't feel like it.. and I've only been feeling like it at night and that is conveniently when the internet has decided to stop working at my house. However, lucky for all of my ultra devoted readers (HA!) I am in the mood right this very second. See, I like to be in a good mood when I blog.. otherwise I just sound whiney and I kind of annoy myself. And who wants to read a blog about stupid young adult angst anyway? But that's been what my main feeling has been lately. You see, I went to conference, which was FABULOUS. I got to see Curtis and Jesse and my awesomely amazing roommate from BYU-I, Corinne. And I got to spend time with my family... and I got to hear prophets and apostles speak to the church from the very same room... and I got to meet internet boyfriend (who is absolute history, by the way.. for reasons that will remain unknown on this blog) and I really just had nothing to complain about. That's the thing, I really have had nothing to complain about lately... and yet I've found things. And it's the same old thing... I want friends, more social time. Hahaha man I'm not doing a very good job with this post. My mind has just been so jumbled up lately.. BUT you will be glad to hear that with some help I am finally sorting everything out.

The three main factors that are getting me out of this weird funk I'm in are first and foremost, myself. I realized that I was not helping myself out any by not reading my scriptures and saying my prayers faithfully. I was starting to skip some of my meetings at church because I didn't feel particularly welcome or wanted there. I wasn't really doing a whole lot with my days just because, to be honest, I was a little depressed with my circumstances. SO, I realized this. And I am slowly but surely pulling out of this. In the past two weeks I've only missed my scripture study a few days and I have not missed out on prayer with my Heavenly Father. I feel like I still have a long way to go, but I am doing so much better already!!

The second factor to help was my bishop. I met with him on Sunday for the first time since I moved into the ward in January. My temple recommend had expired and since I was trying to be more faithful I decided I really needed to get to the temple. I went to visit him and we talked a lot about what it meant to be worthy to have a temple recommend and as we talked about certain things I felt little stings of guilt about some of it. Not anything that kept me from getting the recommend, thankfully! But it really helped open my eyes to some of the changes I need to be making. Then we talked about how I've been feeling so out of place with everything. Like I really just don't fit anywhere in the ward, and that's been REALLY... really hard. I've always had a place where I belonged... I've gone to 5 different schools in the past 5 years and no where else have I felt so alone. Which is sad. So we talked about ways I could get past that and hopefully feel more included and needed. Also I bawled my eyes out, which probably helped. I HATE crying.. but it really is good to do every once in a while. Ugh.

And the third factor is Mr. Daniel Stephen Ray. I'm a fan of him. Let me sum up our relationship for you. So we met in singles ward officially after we'd met a couple times before... but just didn't realize it. Then we served food together at Lehi Days. Then we went on our mall date (yes, I'm talking about mall guy who ran into the metal door and started BLEEDING, oh life you make me laugh). Then we decided to be friends and we talked of all sorts of funsie things and DID all sorts of funsie things. Then we DTR'd because I was like, "Hmm this is fun!" and then we were just friends which was chill. And then we were cuddle buddies while we watched the first season of LOST. (Hot dog I love that show!! And holy hannah Mr. Dan is a good cuddler. "If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up.) And then I was like, "I like this boy. He's cute and dorky and makes me laugh muy mucho." So I said to him, "Dan, why don't we date?" and he said to me, "Uhh... this you are really more of a friend.." (awkward) So then I was all, "Whaaaa? I get what I want! (I didn't actually say this to him.. bahaha)" and then I threw a fit on the inside. And then I got over it and we are jolly good friends once again! And when I am feeling sad and lonely Mr. Dan always tries his very hardest to help me feel all warm and fuzzy and loved again. And I can be super duper annoying and kind of high maintenance.. HA! But he still likes me anyway, or at least pretends to... which means a lot to me. Plus I saw his pastey hairy foot... which bonds us. BAHAHAHA. But don't tell anyone. He's sensitive about it. :)

Well, I have to be at work in about 15 minutes so I really need to wrap this up. But now you know what is going on in my life again. It's not my usual happy go lucky post I guess, but it's the truth. And life really is great and the gospel is true and when I do what I'm supposed to I am happy. I shall make that my words of wisdom for the day. In the past two weeks if I have learned ANYTHING it's that we are supposed to be happy. "Men are that they might have joy." ... and if you're not joyful, you're doing something wrong! The end. :)